The Wanting

Somethings wrong
I just don't feel right
He's got me tossing and turning
All night

When I see him
The world feels right
But without him
The days out of sight

Without him
the days are so long
Without him
There is no where I belong

He makes me laugh
He touches me for no reason at all
If I wasn't awake,
I might fall

But the thing is
He is not mine to have
He is free as bird
He is not mine to halve

So here I am
Lonely as can be
Wanting him here
Here with me

Copyright Margherita Blanco
13.10.09