Without You
If I never kiss your lips again, I think I'd surely die.
Whats the point in living, When all I can do is cry?
If I never touch your face again.
My world would split in two.
What's the point in living , When I'm living without you?
If I can never kiss your tears away again?
What's the point in living if I can never make you feel better?
When your cold and shivering and can't be your sweater?
If I never hold you close again.
If I never hold you near.
What's the point in living, When I don't have my life here?
Will I never be your one again?
Will we never be together?
What's the point in living, When the pain would last forever?
Will I never look deep into your soul again?
The one that I see when I look into your eyes.
What's the point in living, When without yours mine just dies?
Will I never hold you tight in my arms again?
Where I feel so protected.
What's the point of living, When I can't keep you safe and never feel neglected?
Will I never hear those words again?
The ones I need so much.
What's the point in living, When its life without your touch?
That's the point in living.
Because of you, I love you so so much.
I just can't live without you.
Copyright © Andrew Dorn | Year Posted 2016
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