Yearn....

If yearning for you is wrong,
Then my heart knows not what is right,
I dream myself to sleep,
Every second of the night.

What is there to do?
What is there to say?
I know I can't have you 
But still I dream away.

I'd walk a thousand miles,
To see those beautiful midnight smiles,
I'd shed those million tears again,
And go through all the pain,
Maybe give a thousand nights' sleep,
Just to look into those eyes so deep,
But what is there to feel?  
When I know I can’t have you  

If you were to be,
You would be my dream come true
I wished upon a star for you 
But what am I to know?
What he had in store
For me, for you,
For the life that awaited us,
Which I now know will remain a dream,
But still I give myself away

My dreams, My Love,
That one part of me,
Stand frozen,
Waiting to be showered,
Waiting to be professed,
Ah, My little Angel,
Its so painful,
To know how much I yearn for you,
And that I can never have you.

Phantom Limb Pain???

One phrase uttered and so much of pain felt. It originates at the heart, spreads to the soul as a single shooting, sharp arrow. I sit there having a lot fun, laughing my lungs out, when all of a sudden, one phrase catches my attention. My mind tries to drag my heart away, tries to make fun of it too, like everything lese, but.....

"We are beating them at their own game!!!"

Uttered with so much pride, eyes twinkling, a smile peeps out. A smile of achievement. Why did it hit me like a bolt of lightning taking my breath away?

I was a part of them, not so long ago. I am a part of "We" now, solely because I was a part of them then. Can I ever cease to be a part of them? Rather can I ever "ampute" their essence from my life? The essence which made life livable, bearable and gave me a ray of hope in the darkness of night.

Why do these emotions catch me unawares always?

This pain is the sensation from a part of my soul, a part of my being that has been lost.

From which I no longer receive signals. Or do I?