Love is like being Cursed

A single tear rolls down my cheek
Lying in bed no will to wake
Thinking of you and that you’re not here
For all the difference it will make
There’s happiness deep within me
A sense that we can be whole
That you are my forever one
That my quest has found its goal
My heart heaves and I sigh
My body aches for a lack of you
My mind races through all you are
Agitated, addicted, nothing to do
No way to scratch the itch
Nothing to do to slake the thirst
Being in love is to be blessed
But in your absence it’s like being cursed

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