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'The Longing' is a poem/song that has a "her side/his side" context of the disappointments felt in a relationship that is not working. [464 words]
She sits at her computer, trying to identify, clarify.
Deep sigh, wonder why.
Is there an answer to begin with,
Or just a myth that love fulfills?
Is it all a mirage, so clear until refocusing, gone again.
( I can�t call her now, I just walked in the door
There are things that need done, I can�t call her now
I can�t call her now, I know that she�ll wait.
I know that she�ll wait, because I can�t call her now.)
Another night alone, another ended story,
Another reason to cry out�the longing.
The longing for what cannot be named,
And no one should be blamed.
Another reason to cry out� the longing.
( I can�t call her now, need to call some old friends,
Need to shower and eat, I can�t call her now
I can�t call her now, I know that she�ll wait
I know that she�ll wait, because I can�t call her now
Where did it all begin, story book romances as a child?
The Prince would go through the core of hell,
Fight the demons and win because she waited.
And the beauty never doubted that she was worth fighting for,
Does anyone love like that anymore?
( I can�t call her now, I�m watching this show,
It will end pretty soon, I can�t call her now
I can�t call her now, I know that she�ll wait
I know that she�ll wait, because I can�t call her now)
Another night alone, another ended story,
Another reason to cry out�the longing.
The longing for what cannot be named,
And no one should be blamed.
Another reason to cry out�the longing.
( I can�t call her now, I must have dozed off,
Its just way too late, I can�t call her now.
I can�t call her now I know that she�ll wait
I know that she�ll wait, because I can�t call her now.)
Words swirl in the mind, love is hard to find,
But when you find it, isn�t it worth fighting for?
No sword to be wielded, only walls to be yielded,
No one is asking you to die for me, but could you just try for me?
OK, just watch me walk away.
( I can�t call her now, I need to eat breakfast,
It�s too early in the morning, I can�t call her now
I can�t call her now, I know that she�ll wait,
I know that she�ll wait, because I can�t call her now)
Another night alone, another ended story,
Another reason to cry out�the longing.
The longing for what cannot be named,
And no one should be blamed.
Another reason to cry out�the longing.
(I can�t call her now, I�m busy today,
The job is important, I can�t call her now
I can�t call her now; I know that she�ll wait,
I know that she�ll wait, because I can�t call her now.)
She sits at the computer�.
Deep sigh, wonder why.
The longing.
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