In Need
Minutes after he leaves, I crave his touch.
I can't help it, I love it so much.
Hours after he's gone, I want a hug.
Just his warmth wrapped around me, is that too much?
A day after he's left, I need a kiss.
His taste, I can almost still taste it on my lips.
A week after he's missing, I want to cuddle.
An arm wrapped around my waist, not too much to miss.
Two weeks when I'm in tears, I want to hear his voice.
Maybe a laugh, maybe an impression, just something small he does.
A month after our eyes haven't met, I want his hand intertwined with mine.
Don't care where, just as long as I know it's mine.
Six months later, I'm desperate for anything.
In need for him. In need for everything.
A year later, all I ask for is answers.
Why'd he leave if he said "I love you"?
I can't help it, I love it so much.
Hours after he's gone, I want a hug.
Just his warmth wrapped around me, is that too much?
A day after he's left, I need a kiss.
His taste, I can almost still taste it on my lips.
A week after he's missing, I want to cuddle.
An arm wrapped around my waist, not too much to miss.
Two weeks when I'm in tears, I want to hear his voice.
Maybe a laugh, maybe an impression, just something small he does.
A month after our eyes haven't met, I want his hand intertwined with mine.
Don't care where, just as long as I know it's mine.
Six months later, I'm desperate for anything.
In need for him. In need for everything.
A year later, all I ask for is answers.
Why'd he leave if he said "I love you"?
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I put myself in the shoes of "What if I never get the chance to see my lover ever again?" and this is what I came up with. I know, it's very depressing, but it's just what I want. I mean, I go through four of the motions (minutes, hours, a day, and a week), but what if it ended up being maybe a month or a year? I'm lucky that I'm able to see him one a regular basis. Don't know what I'd do without him.