Cold Reality

Why is it everytime I start to be happy,

It all starts crumbling down?

 

I love him,

But can not hold him.

 

I hear him,

But can not see him.

 

I need him,

But he's not here.

 

It hurts,

It burns.

 

It stabs,

Just like a knife.

 

To know the one man I love,

Is so far away.

 

Just out of reach,

When I need him the most.