Without You,

The silence in me screams, it cries out,

For the needs of an unmet soul reduced.

Without You,

My arms wander, they flail,

For nothing but a false reflection removed.

Without You,

My heart slows, it drops,

From distanced dreams long lost.

Without You,

My eyes fail, they grow tired,

From watching a world wronged.

Without You,

I am lost; I am lost,

For not losing myself in You.

photo cred: AVphotography262

“We are not primarily called to do something or go somewhere; we are called to Someone.” – Os Guinness, The Call