Oh  why do I miss you so?

Why do I yearn for your touch?

Why do I miss your lips?

Why do I hurt so much?

I can´t explain it

I will never be able to

The love I feel

The hurt I feel

To love one who does not respond

is to be dead to the world

dead to life

dead to your afterlife

I can´t stop wondering if we will meet yet again

If I will have one more opportunity to claim your love

I feel as with each life passing my chances are dim

You forget or maybe you remember and that is why you shy away

A destruction of what my destiny is, has, and will be, my dismay.

For R.