Terminal Love
Reflecting on recent events;
Asking myself a thousand whys and wherefores;
Unable to deal with the strength of pain
That your absence leaves in my heart;
Your long silence;
And the aching pulses in my veins;
The sorrow of waking up tomorrow
To find myself in a frightening void,
Again.
Unable to talk to you;
Unable to see you;
To smell your fragrance from afar,
Always missing you;
Missing your smile;
And those brief moments
Of mind and soul!
Your inner self and totality;
And being part of your world!
I stay up at night to avoid
The soreness of having to go through
Another day without you;
In total silence and despair;
I am terminally in love with you;
The kind of love that never dies;
The kind of love
that yearns for your company;
The kind of love that's pure and innocent;
The kind of love that makes souls sing in harmony;
I am dying without you;
Wasting away in ceaseless yearning
And endless burning!
Dying to see you one more time;
To tell you how much you mean to me;
And how your absence is eating me away;
Gnashing at every atom in my soul;
Tearing at my heart;
And destroying my foundation;
And every vital part
Of my mind;
Gnawing at my physical structures;
And my spirit!
Without you nothing else matters!
No love, no joy, no passion, no dreams, or tomorrow;
My life is in tatters;
Nothing really matters...
Without you!
© 2009 Ali Darwish