Won’t you?
I’m sick of staring at an empty sky
At an empty bed
At an empty hand
At an empty heart…
So here I am naked and bare
And ready to ask the question I’ve been longing to ask…
Won’t you feel the space between my fingers?
The hollow silence of my heart?
Won’t you lie with me on the ground,
Stare at the stars,
And fall in love?
Won’t you?
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