by Anita Brown

Created on: October 10, 2008

My breath sounds like a hurricane, panic inside me, heavy on my chest.

I dial your number , no one answers. Feel like I'm wearing a thousand pounds on my vest.

Leaving you was the worst thing I have had to do.

When we are apart, Oh how I miss you.

My breath slows down to a soft groan, The panic eases as I log into my facebook.

Sure I will find you there, quickly I take a look.

But alas, to no avail, your not logged in, I begin to wail.

Why did I leave you, why did I fail.

When we are apart, the sadness deepens inside my heart.

I feel , if I don't see you, I'll crumble apart.

Three thousand miles away from you, What do I do.

When we are apart, what do I do, what do I do, oh what do I do?

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