Waiting

You know as much as I hate to admit. I really miss her every minute.
She's beautiful, kind,
everything you'd expect to find.

I look at her once in a while just a glance, but still that moment is really worth while. It's been a year since I've been able to hold her hand.

It's been that long since I've been her man. I can't understand it's been this long,
and yet I'm getting weaker rather then strong.

I try and search for someone else to be with, but in the end I can't help but compare the one I found to the one I had.

Please someone help me because I feel like I'm going mad.