Dull

I missed you so much Like Starsky without Hutch, Like the sky without stars Highways without cars, My days were dull Like a matador without his bull, It felt chilly like cold apple pies Without the twinkle of your eyes To make it warm and bright, Out of sight; Is the last Thing I want You to be, If you could only see; How daunt; I was and fast The days did not go; Without you I wouldn't know, What to do with myself, Place me high up on a shelf Cause I never feel alive Until you arrive…