Sometimes I hear a whisper
I turn, thinking that your there
But all there is, is emptiness
And shadows everywhere…
Sometimes I get a shiver
I feel your presence in the room
But I know it’s just my mind
Cos you’re not coming home anytime soon
Sometimes I hear the silence
Piercing like the echo’s in my mind
I sense you’re there listening
Trying to give me the answers
I can’t seem to find
I feel and hear you moving
living breathing within the air I breathe
your like a force I can’t touch or see
But then I hear a whisper
I turn,
And somehow I know your there
Watching me…

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