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.