what's it like to be happy?

I lust for you 

day and night

dreaming about a life

a future 

 an eternity together 

yet you've never spoken my name 

she's not a figment of my imagination

I see her and she sees me 

I once had her...

but now she's lost 

They say in order to find her 

you must love yourself first 

But that's only wishful thinking 

my happiness doesn't come from within