Needing

I feel as though,
my need for you grows,
it's become a rhythm,
like a summer breeze flow.

I've gotten used to you being there,
like you said you always would,
I try not to think of the day you left,
and the days you said you never could.

I never thought I could be this alone,
as if you left me here to die,
you made me think my world was gone,
because with you I never has to be so shy.

You covered my eyes,
with what you called 'love',
now I want to fly away,
like a baby white dove.

I used to be dependent upon your love,
you were the blood to my beating heart,
I hate that I must move on,
it's like I'm missing my other part.

Now that you are gone,
I can leave the memories behind,
it will never be the same,
but time will do me kind.

I will never forget you,
this I positively know,
you made me so happy,
and you made me so low.

This poem has no meaning,
compared to how much more I could say,
I grieve for your absentness,
and yet I know I'll be okay.

This is life,
if you have taught me anything,
from kissing to missing,
and knowing that I am no longer needing....