Thoughts of you run through my head
in my wake or in my bed.
Thoughts of you fill my days,
and fill my heart in ominous ways.
Thoughts of you fill my dreams,
and fill my nights, so it seems.
Thoughts of you dwell in my heart,
the heart that aches when we're apart.
Thoughts of you with another one
tear a hole in my heart the size of the sun.
Thoughts of you blind my eyes
with hope that your heart will hear my cries.
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