Where Are You? Poem by maggie romine

Far apart is not what I wanted,
These dreams don't do it for me;
This wasn't expected,
To become what it is to be.
\It hurts not knowing,
While good that I don't;
Damaging myself,
Is one thing I won't.
\Too much hurt,
can kill anyone;
Much more of that,
And we'll be done.
\You are an answer,
I want to find;
You are the reason,
I am behind.
\To let myself need you,
Consumes my soul;
Living this half,
The rest I've stole.