There is something missing <br />At the end of every day <br />Life's not felt worth living <br />No matter how hard I pray <br /> <br />I can smile and laugh and joke <br />But no matter how I fill my days <br />I feel like an egg without it's yolk <br />Since we went our separate ways<br /><br />Tia Maria<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-separate-ways/
