Longing soul

Your soul I miss
Your hands I need
Your lips I want..
Now the only thing I have
Is this mantra, of depression
I fail to supress my affection
Even now
When I need to be over..
On the other side
Reincarnated and empty
Like I was before I met you
I need you
Your eyes I miss
Your hands I need
Your lips I want..
Is it really true
That I don't have you