Being Without You

Days go by easier now.
Time seemed to speed up again.
Perhaps i'm coming to terms with being without you.

I'm starting to laugh again.
I'm starting to have fun again.
Perhaps i'm learning to live again, being without you.

The sun's shining a little brighter.
The colours seem more vibrant.
Perhaps i'm seeing and looking again, being without you.

I'm hearing laughter again.
The sound of it seems to bring cheer.
Perhaps i'm listening again, being without you.

I'm beginning to feel things again.
The touch of different things on my heart and flesh.
Perhaps i'm feelings again, being without you.

I'm enjoying my meals once again.
The different flavors that make the mouth water.
Perhaps i'm beginning to taste again, being without you.

I'm appreciating the aroma's around me again.
The fragrances that make life sweeter.
Perhaps i'm beginning to smell again, being without you.

My heart still calls out to you.
My soul still longs for you.
Perhaps i'm just clinging on to life, being without you.

My eyes still search out for you.
My lips yearn to taste you again.
Perhaps i'm not as over this as i thought, being without you.

My arms still feel empty.
My hand still feel as useless.
Perhaps i'm feeling empty being without you.

I sit in church and at home.
Hoping each day that you are happy.
Perhaps thats all that i can do now, being without you.

I still want to love you.
I still want to be that special someone.
Perhaps its all i can hold on to, being without you.

As i'm about to dissappear.
I pray you'll think of me.
Perhaps one day you'll return and i won't be without you.

I can't stand this anymore.
I can't deal with this overwhelming emptiess you left me with.
Perhaps one day you'll take away this emptiness so i'll stop being without you.