I am unwhole without you

My heart beats, but for what?

My soul yearns to be ‘bout you

My essence in half, cut

As if my lifeblood quickens

When near your stolid gaze

And far from you it thickens

Confused and in a daze

So thus I must be near you

Toward you I will dart

Once more my soul will hear you

Be still, my aching heart!