Missing You

Don't tell me about being lonely
any second you're not with me i am lonely
lonely of your face,
of your voice,
of your touch...
So don't tell me about being lonely,
lonely of you being without me...
Feels like snow falling in the middle of summer,
feels like rain on the beach,
feels like most part of you is missing,
walking in the dark
reaching out
try to grab your vision
which is blurring...
and that's my sentiment exactly,
my sentiment of not being with you...