In a perfect place,
You would be here.
There would be peace;
No danger near.
You would call me honey,
Maybe sweetie, or dear.
My heart wouldn't ache,
Nor would I fear.
We would be together,
In your eyes would I peer.
They would be trusting,
They wouldn't jeer.
In a real place,
I would shed a tear.
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Nothing left I've nothing left Left sitting here My heart's bereft. So much lost I've lost so much I long for one: Your needed touch.
I miss the beating of your heart. Carrying your hurt, Anything & everything, Now I'm cold & alone. Ticking away, wishing you'd call me your home.
Please, stay with me, Shine another day, Would you break me Leave me this way. What if I said, I can't live alone. What if I said, You are my home.
I miss the smile on your face. I miss your touch, it makes my heart race. I miss your eyes. I miss the feeling of hitting new highs. I miss your arms, wrapped around me tight.
Open my eyes. You try to see these. Tears that I hide. Yet they burn my skin. My patience. Growing weary and thin. Fires are meant to burn. Mine does even through the rain.
The essence of your kiss. Still tingles on my lips. A breeze caresses my arms. Memories of happy times. My shadow follows. Where you once stood. My neck brushed of kisses. From my coat-hood.
Must it be that heaven is In empathy with me. The gushing rain, like bitter Teardrops flowing from my Eyes seemingly refuse to halt.
There's a strange pain. Lurking in my heart and brain. It feels like a burden, a heart wrenching strain. I try not think about it, but it creeps in again. It hurts so much.
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