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Pain wracks my heart
and tears flood my eyes,
as I think of you and your smile.
You're so far,
but so close.
Are you thinking of me,
are you wondering what I am doing?
I wish to see you and make you laugh
but it is impossible to reach you this across this distance.
Where are you?
Why can't you come and heal my hurt,
my pain, my hopelessness?
Where are you with your bright smile?
Lighting up my day
and making my world a better place.
Come soon and heal me.
please..
-Alyson
Authors Note: I wrote this on December 23, 2003 when sitting at my
Grandma's on the floor in a huge, gaping, abyss of despair. I wondered
where Steven was and why couldn't he come heal me of my pain.