The where the when the time the how, embark
The hope the dream the wish the want the strong
The pyre, fire, blazing through the dark
The need, ignored past due by far too long.
Wherein we feel its missing presence, true
But lack of it can only make it more
For while this leaves me often feeling blue
This distance is no match for human soul.
The need of me to move on is all real
And yet I so desire to stay, all time
But she has moved on leaving me alone
I want to say “I love you,” sounds as mime
And yet, for all of this, I shall walk too
But never forget you, despite all love anew.