Whole
Strange... newness
Just when you think
That you have everything
That you have it all
A stranger walks in
Yet not so strange
So maybe it’s you
You feel strange
They make you
Feel this strangeness
Yet maybe it’s not
Strangeness, maybe it’s
More like complete
Like there has always
Been this emptiness
This hole inside
That you never noticed
Or maybe you
Never thought it
Could be or would be
Filled, complete
Suddenly you
Don’t ever want
To be empty again
Without them
You feel full
Yet empty
Without
Without them
Then you know
You know
It’s the only way
The only way
You can be complete
That you can
Really be filled
Waiting
Waiting to be
Filled again
Whole again
Waiting
Hoping
Hoping you
Feel it too
Need it too
