Her eyes, which I've never seen,
Pierce my soul, and lay bare my everything.
Her touch, which I've never felt,
Is an addiction to my every inch of skin.
Her smell, which I've never known,
Taunts me in the midnight hour as I think of her.
But most importantly,
Her love, which I've always needed,
Envelopes my heart, through every moment, of every day.
And the steady beat grows stronger,
With each passing moment.
For she is my blood, my life.
As she lays her head on my chest,
And closes her eyes,
I don't need to hear her say it,
Because I know it,
Above everything,
It will always be true.
She loves me.
And so,
As I close my eyes,
And think of her one last time,
My arms feel empty,
My heart, soo heavy,
And I peek out the window,
Wishing on that lonesome star,
That soon,
She will be here,
That soon,
We won't be soo far apart,
And soon,
Even though I don't need to hear it,
She'll whisper from her resting place in my arms,
And tell me she loves me.