Being Away

Being away from you kills me, the warmth of your touch, as you held my dimpled cheek, against you, with my tears wetting your shirt- still lingers there, as if twere never gone. You went away , taking a part of me with you; now here i am, i do not know where my soul is, perhaps its still clinging onto you, refusing to let go .Now leaning on the balcony, with the setting sun beams, poring through my eyes , my mind`s all in for you; your black curious eyes, fixed on mine, as you held me in your arms, against the balcony- my heart always seemed to float away... Seeing you only makes it worse, bits of those forever torn 'moments'- trying to poke their heads back in, the excrutiating pain as the bits tear through to me, i can only but bear `em ; as your messy hair in the morning, as your embarrassing smile, as you,.. my dear, enclose me in painful happiness.