The state I’m in, is one of torment
One of agony and grief, filled with regret

A person can have sixty thousand thoughts a day
And all of mine, have to do with you, some way

I dream of you all day and night
Reliving memories and future delight

But sleep never comes, I can never get rest
I guess that comes from a soul that’s possessed

Possessed by a lover that doesn’t want me
And depressed because you want to be free

But even still, with all this pain
Deep in love with you, I remain
Even more now, I can’t explain
Being apart is simply driving me insane

There may be a day, that sleep comes again
That food regains flavor, I just wonder when?

I fear it may be, only when you return
That then, this sadness and pain I’ll unlearn

That with sharing a bed and a quiet meal
My heart and soul will start to heal

But until that day, I continue to yearn
For the day that our hearts can resume their loving burn