Being Without You

Made for each other-we were,

A die-hard relation-we shared.

We had so much to share,

All the laughter and sorrow.

Pranks and Mischief,

Confidence and Adventure,

Cornering each other's Affection, and Attention.

But now I sit back and dream,

All that we have shared

And cry a tear,

For every minute we are apart

I miss that proximity 

The fun, the camaraderie 

And I sit and wonder Why? Why?

Love hurts so much.

Then from somewhere in this loneliness, 

Somewhere in this emptiness,

I realize its not Love that hurts,

It's-Its Being Without You.