I miss you when I awake in the small hours of the <br />Morning, aching so deep I cannot sleep. <br />It is you I crave – only with you beside me can there be peace. <br /> <br />This was not meant to be – it cannot be! I rage inside <br />To know that you cannot be mine. I reach across dark miles; <br />Are you, too, awake – curled on your side in foetal agony? <br /> <br />And in the morning I must pretend that I am rested, <br />Bright and ready for a new day. And that you, my love, <br />Are just another smile in my circle of happy friends. <br /> <br />This fire inside is held in check for love of you.<br /><br />Nomad Omnia<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-miss-you-189/
