Me, Myself, and I


As I sit on my bed in the unforgiving night,
Falling in the knowledge that it’s just me myself and I,

I miss, so dearly, and desire, so much, 
For your presence beside me and as loving as such,

For as my love and my pleasure begs for your embrace,
I sit alone upon thy bed as my heart endures the endless chase,

Pondering of the moment in which I can see your face again,
Not only are you my lover but my never ending friend,

As I wait in the room in which I call my own,
I wonder the color of your thoughts and of its graceful tone,

Never should I forsake those indivisible three,
Who’s name I can never forget, I, myself and me.


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