When I had to leave I felt like I was leaving a part of me behind.
Like I had found some amazing new piece to the puzzle of myself
but I couldn't add it until I finished the rest.

It would end up being the last piece that brought everything together.
You were the piece that completed me.

But I had to leave.
And it hurt so bad.

Now.
I have this empty feeling.
Because the gap in this puzzle left a hole in my heart
That can not be filled with anything from anyone else
except you.

This longing to be with you has taken over me.

Everything I do, say, or think
makes it's way back to you.

Life is brutal. mimicking the way I cant be with you.
The beauty in this world vanished
when I discovered how beautiful my own world was
and you,
darling,
are my world;
that I can't be apart of.

After realizing how excruciatingly hideous this world is
and finding so much better
and dealing with not being able to be with you,

it has exhausted any drop of energy I had left in me.
Drained the light from my eyes
and placed this ache in my heart.

And Baby, I miss you so much.
The way the sun misses the moon,
or how a desert misses the rain.
Like a cactus misses a hug
or a venus fly trap misses a kiss.

When I wake in the morning
I know that through my struggles
God shows me calm
He speaks to me
To calm my spirit
Even everything else
Seems like it is going wrong
In the morning I wake
And though I might worry
God is always there
God wants to be there for you too
He wants to comfort
Allow him

I been accused of talking too much about you.
All my friends say, you're a typical girl.
No different then the rest.

They point out your smile.
Is no different than the others.
They point out your face.
Is only the seperating thing.

They even state your voice.
Do sound sweet.
And even went further to compliment your feets.

And through it all.
I notice one thing.
The way they notice you.

And that the felt you love me true.
Which they notice when noticing you.
Which is so easily to do.

And you notice them noticing you.
And spoke of them being jealous too.
When you notice them noticing you.

There are times.
When you stays constantly on my mind.
Not money.
Not work.
Controls it this much.

There are time.
When you occupy my thoughts.
At night.
At morning.
And even noon too.
And I've been told.
I'm stuck in seven days of love.

They state that sunday's when it's the smoothest.
And that monday seems to be the hectic.
While tuesday bring out my coolness.
And that wednesday just falls in between.

I know.
I'm stuck in seven days of love.
Just loving you.
Just loving you.

And when thursday comes.
My love gets more serious.
And friday and saturday was made for us to enjoy.
I know one thing.
I'm stuck in seven days of love.

Let the a.n.t.s sleep
Warm and dry blankets
Let the victories of the future brace you
Body molesting wind demons
false but True
Cloak yourself in my laughter
Grab reality and pull a book out of your spleen,
with a Dim mak to sentence your fears to death.
The first page is eternity,
Stay within the pleasure, bathe in it,
Body hyper aware, unclouded vision
Disrobe, and bathe in it
Open the door and begin
It is Unjust not to
Press Play.....
It will all rush forward, and you will breath freely.
Trumpeted like the arrival of an avatar of the love goddess.
Cool cheeks, unmarked by tear tracks..
Built back up with the love you feared had departed.
I'm pitiful alone.
It is emotions prerogative to make its opinion known.
These feelings cannot be ignored.
Doing so makes things worse.
Let confidence be always with you
For all time
Unending
Everyday
All day long
You can honestly talk to me.
Trivial questions.
Something burdening your breast.
I can make you feel better, if only for a handfull of minutes.
You'll float away, but later crash on heavy thought.
However....
You know 
For several reasons
The outcome is always the same
Mind games are involuntary muscle spasms,
it is an affliction of chaos tourettes, inherited from a goblin ancestor,
Straighten your shoulders, I am here to reassure you, 
Every day it will get lighter
The stress will be less, the panic will simmer
The message is salvation, in acceptance of the depth of the love felt for you.
I am here to listem.
Stop being kicked around by your thoughts.
Feel instead, gliding into a gathering of like minds.
I dare not say the full extent of what I know, and what I feel is transparent.
It grants me sanity
The compulsion to sing
Satisfying smashed hearts
Feeding your lips
Sanctifying your suffering into submission
Fulfilling a proper apology for the perversions.
You have won the war.

You got to have patience.
In any situation you face.
You got to have it.

Upon the states and city streets.
Where road rage is driving people to be fools?
Patience.
You got to have it.
Rushing to get anywhere.
Does nobody's any good.

We learned from good advisers.
That patience is a virtue.
And many times.
You wish people would try to require it.

Who rush a employer?
When you in need of a job.
When it's a job you want to get hire.

Patience.
You got to have it.

In this fast pace society's that turns the world.
Do you rush along?
Or slowly moves to your own tune.

Life is for enjoying.
As knowledge deals with knowing.
Patience.
We just got to have it.

No one ever questioned your virtue.
Your standards stands firm.
Many has tried and failed.
But respect you for the person you are.

Your strength is within your morals.
Although you don't request others to follow you.
But you have a few that truly loves to be example too.

You have the will power.
The strength to leave an excellent effect.
That you're spoken highly by others.

All because of your virtues to stay true.
To the person you are.

We all need each other
It is very true
We all need each other
To help us see through
Enough with the divisions
Enough with the lies
We all need to come together
Of that I am certain
To make it through
The other side
We can 't afford
To continue
To hurt each other
We should be trying
To help and to heal each other
Loving from the heart
Seeing just how wonderful
And yet how fragile
We all are