That Empty Feeling

The Nights are Long
The Days are hard
The Distance to great
To Cross
Missing You is my Habit
Losing you is my Fear
Loving you is my Treasure
falling deeply in your eyes is my curse
loving you i shall
falling for you i did
caring for you i do
missing you i am
i fell deep in your gaze
for that i see your beauty
for that i love you
for that i will always
the minds are different
yours and mine
hoping to grow to know them
to love you more
this missing piece
will end soon
writing a poem
to show my love and lonelyness
The Nights are Long
the days are hard
the distance to great
to Cross

The Written Poet