Without you my days are an endless void,
I sit and contemplate about the moment I can hear your voice.
I wait by the phone watching the caller ID for your name,
I spend my days restlessly but it’s all in vain.
Without you my nights are cold and lonely,
I don’t have my baby, my only homie.
I write you letters that I never intend on you seeing,
It’s just my way of pretending to be in touch, it sort of helps my well being.
Without you I am nothing, My heart ceases to work,
I can not explain this feeling, I could not describe this hurt.
When a man falls in Love it’s a truly magnificent thing,
He calls upon his lady but without her he just isn’t the same.
And that’s how I feel, Like I am just not me,
But I guess this is how My Life With Out You is going to be.
Michael C. Lucas