Him

Aching
Crying
Wanting
Craving
Loving
Yearning
Desperately, desperately needing him
Knowing that it can't be
Knowing that I can't have him
Not in the way I want
Not in the way I need
Everything seems wrong without him
But nothing is right when I'm with him
Because I'm never really with him
Because his voice just isn't enough
I need his touch; His gentle touch
I need his lips; His soft lips
I need his arms; His arms wrapped around me
But we don't always get what we want...
What we need...