Just can't think about anything but you;

a piece of my heart is missing, it's so true .

My heart isn't really here, it's simply there;

quite frankly it's like a never-ending stare.

I'm grappling now with some serious issues;

just hope I can reach that darn box of tissues.

I know the odds to embrace you again are nearly nil;

but that won't stop me, I refuse to be still.

I hope I won't be forgotten like one dead unremembered;

or will my heart be in peaceful repose, completely unfettered?

As I look into my heart, many remnants in time and space;

oh this thing called love, there is always that warm trace.

Perhaps I don't deserve you, only God knows that;

but even so I can only hope that we'll soon have a chit chat.

There are no words, not even an audible sigh;

one thing's for sure, my love for you will always be spry.

Just can't think about anything but you;

a piece of my heart is missing, it's so true .

Just as long as I can say, Lord have mercy;

that'll keep me from falling headlong, see ya in Tallahassee. 

Copyright (c) 2014 by George Warholak