Night after night I stare at my ceiling wishing that you could be next to me Sometimes I start to cry and sometimes it gets the best of me Feelings like dreams are truly a powerful thing to experience or even possess Love is wonderful if the one you love is there to share it, otherwise it makes each day a mess What do I do in the mean time What do I do to soothe the longing of my heart and ease my mind Holidays have lost their meaning because you and I can't share them The summer no longer means anything to me and I no longer care about them I know that sometimes the things that I say make little if any sense But each day and each night without you puts my heart in more and more suspense All I do now when it gets dark is stare out at the night sky and search for you I ask God why, I ask God what to do, my mind is lost in my thoughts of you If I could be with you all I would do is hold you and never let you go I don't care who sees us and I don't care who knows Like Adam's missing rib I can feel the part of me that is miising and it is you I hurt unless you're with me, I'm not complete without you Night after summer and night after any night without you.....
Reason for writing:
This poem was inspired by a painful life experience that I have had and that we may all have sooner or later, the time when love and life conflict. The time when love must often take a backseat to a career or any serious life situation. This poem was submitted at the high risk of being ridiculed for being "too soft" but I wanted to make the statement that as poets and most importantly as people we all have intense feelings, it is okay to express those feelings no matter how intense, painful, personal or "soft" they may be. We all feel, therefore we are all human. It is this humanity that inspired God to make us, that makes us all poets, artists, musicians or whatever; and it is this very spirit that will save us all in the end if mankind as a whole wakes up an embraces it. It is, in a word, love.
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