I was with him.

I was not alone
he was always with me.
he was never gone.
But something was missing though,
something, to let me be.
he was not alone.
I was with him.

But, if anything, I was not tough.
I let myself go.
It wasn’t rough
I just surrender to woe.
I felt in love,
with the one,
Not to love

I was with him.

No guilt I found.
Only pleasure around
No wound, no sound
Just purely delight.

I was with him,
And not with Him.

I was not alone.
He captured me
and loved me at dawn.
But something was wrong,
I did not belong  
I was with him
And not with Him.

Cheater and liar I became
It was only me to blame.
But I felt in love,
with a writer to come.
No signs, no words,
One day,
He was simply gone.

I was with him
And not with Him.
But I miss Him, though...