Do I miss you as a man,
Or as the entity of my love.

Do I miss your sweet embrace
as it was truly sweet,
or is it just the sentiment
That I really seek.

Am I just lonely,
For Lonley’s sake,
Or is there a reason
That our Love, I must forsake.

A fool in love, is a lovely fool,
And surely the world looks better
But when he falls from the faulty sky
He’ll wish he never met her

So flat it feels,
Monochrome and dim
The colors just aren’t the same
When you are not around him

The sky is not so blue
In juxtaposition to those eyes
And the sun is not so warm
As a night drawn in that wry disguise

The rhythm of life no longer dictated
By the beat of another’s heart
But what’s the fun in dancing
When you are the only one who knows the part