Poetry

I'm In Pain 
When Ever My Bed Miss Your Body On it 
And My Heart Felt the Coldness Of The Dawn 
As I Woke With out You By My Side.. 
My Room Is Clumsy Without Your Smell In It
Wish You Can Hear Me Now
Wish I Have The Means To Come Where Ever You Are And Give You My Heart
Wish I Can Bring Down The Moon To Show How Much I mean With My Words. 
But There Is More To My Words...