I've been alone
for a long time now,
forging my life ahead.
Standing with my head up high,
portraying confidence instead.
Of the aching in my heart
at no loving arms to hold.
The yearning
deep within my very soul,
each day my heart grows cold.
Will I ever feel a man's touch again?
To soothe my aches and
wash away the pains.
Just to feel your lips on mine,
how that memory
takes me back through time.
Everyone thinks I'm happy and carefree.
I disguise this loneliness
so no one will really see.
At the end of the day,
when I lay in my bed.
I ponder these thoughts
and feel a whirlwind instead.
Oh, how to feel those kisses again.
Thinking about these things
leave my heart amiss.
Deep inside, my lonely heart's pain.
How will I ever get through this?
My body consumed with burning desire,
No heart to love and no arms to hold.
I have to overcome
and extinguish this burning fire,
"Move on with my life"
everyday I am told.
Sleepless nights,
my heart is in mourning.
Tossing and turning
and all night I pace,
and when I get up in the morning.
I put back my brave face.
