My days draw long and weary
When you're no longer near.
Confidence is filled with questions
Strength replaced with fear.

The assuredness that I awake with each day
Is nowhere to be found,
As though my dreams and aspirations
Were buried underground.

I hear your voice being carried by wind
Like your fingers through my hair.
I close my eyes and remember your kiss
And wish that you were there.

So with nothing left but one thing to say
To resolve my heartbreak here,
Good-bye my darling and my love
Good-bye my angel dear.

Tyler Phillips

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