Without you this life feels worthless
Without you the air feels lifeless
Without you the surroundings feel colorless
Without you each and every heartbeat feels painful
Without you even the best music feels like cacophony
Without you days do not seem bright
Without you nights do not feel warm
Losing prudence and judgement I have become
A prisoner desperately longing for you
And yet none of this makes sense to anyone but me
On whose shoulder shall I lean on?
In front of whom shall I cry?
Who would be fit enough to hear about this intense pain
I wait for the healing balm of your beautiful presence
In the infirmary for the love lorn
I wait for your warm embrace,
In the intolerably cold lonely night!
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