When you left, I never bothered to roam,
Searching for love, in a world that's not home.
I knew where it was, in the memories we made,
In the laughter, the tears, the moments we've played.
I didn't need to look, for a love that's true,
For I knew that my heart, belonged to you.
In your absence, I felt, a hollowed-out space,
A void that couldn't be filled, by a stranger's face.
So I waited, and I wandered, through the days and nights,
With a heart that was heavy, and a soul that wasn't bright.
But even in the darkness, your love remained,
A beacon that guided me, through the joy and the pain.
And though you're gone, and I'm left to carry on,
My heart still belongs to you, and the love that we've known.
For in your love, I found, a home that's true,
A love that I'll always cherish, and forever hold anew.
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