Every moment spent without you is a pain,
Every breath taken without you a chore;
The scent of you drives me insane,
And the memory of us seems more like lore.
The way I have been waiting for you,
I have waited for no other;
The seconds, the minutes, the hours tick by,
The days meld into one another.
I have waited for your reply,
I have hoped for a sign from you;
It’s seldom that I’m so unsure,
But I guess love does that to you.
What’s kept you away for so long, I wonder,
Was it me, or you, or was it us;
Wasn’t it ever meant to happen, I brood,
I ask, I ponder, and I cuss.
Everything was just dream-like,
So pristine and pure, yet unsaid;
I felt we had finally gotten it right,
But indeed, it was all in my head.
Every day I rue your absence,
Each night I cry myself to bed;
Every memory torments me endlessly,
And my eyes and heart bleed red.
If only you would come back,
If only I could see you again;
Everything would finally fall into place,
And, I hope, someday, dull the pain.