Without
 

I see you once, but now you are gone
Back again but farther away
Deeper my heart grows upon
Your every sway

Time is my only friend
It heals most pain
But fails to mend
My mind that is now insane

Concious now are the thoughts I lament
No touch of your hair
Instead is sent
a reality of despair

Whoa. Dang. You are very deep. I wish more people could be this way. It would make the world that much better. Sentiment is (unfortunately) an almost lost concept in our society today.