Loneliness is nothing new,
I’ve been lonely most my life.
Seeing you is long overdue,
As it feels to my heart was taken a knife.

I often felt lonely,
But nothing compares to missing you.
My thoughts anything but holly,
Are you feeling like I do?

Sitting at this airport;
Soon to return home,
Time feels anything but short,
When through my hair you could comb.

Never have I experienced such yearning,
Always hated to be dependent.
But my heart for you is burning,
My poems are the remnant.