I'm not lovesick... just ill
But I miss her the most
That the thought of her being alone
Makes me sicker with the despair
That flutters around the loose mind of a child
As he cannot find his mother
In the mall 300 miles from home;
Home,
A place where he would way rather be
With ensured safety and love
From the woman in his life
That would be there by his side;
But for now he walks alone,
Lovesick.