I still dont know where you are

As I await your presence,
the wind blows through my hair,
the night is restless,
and yet you don't seem to care.

The night goes on,
getting lonely and colder,
still awaiting your presence,
and knowing your excuses are getting older.

The air's chill is solemn,
but it dries my crimson tears,
shivers run down my spine,
while the end of us nears.

Waiting for your return,
until early in the morn,
wondering who you are with tonight,
my heart is once again torn.

When you finally find your way home,
I know your love is not pure,
your late night trips i just shutter to think,
and what you call love I cannot endure.

Maybe while waiting for you again,
when your out late at night,
maybe I will come to my senses,
and follow my heart where I can see the light.

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