The Reason

Three years ago,
I didn't know why,
I would wake up,
I had no purpose.

Thirty six months ago,
I didn't know where,
My life would take me,
I was deprived purpose.

Everyday I would see my reflection,
And ask myself "what are you doing?"
I never had a straight honest answer,
Till the day you entered my empty life.

I thought it was all a dream,
How could it be anything else?
You looked at me and I knew,
Everything would be perfect.

You saw my cold quivering heart,
You had touched it and nurtured it,
I had never seen a person so pure,
Who could renew my love for life.

I know not what came over me,
Perhaps the darkest of clouds,
Perhaps a scorned witch's curse,
Perhaps my own crazed mind.

This morning as I wake,
I feel a familiar feeling,
Nowhere worth going,
Nothing worth doing.

How could a day have any worth?
If it was wasted without your hug,
If it passed by without your voice,
If it passed by without your presence.