Far Away
Why should you miss one
For love that shouldn’t be?
Why does the body mourn
For feelings that shouldn’t have been?
Why is my heart yearning
For something not for me?
Feelings are never announced,
They swoop in because they are free.
Simple as it may seem,
So complex it is to me.
How can one be there
To share in joy once known?
How can it be said
That which was is?
How does sane remain sane
When love to be shared is only in vain?
