The lack off.
Life is happy;
Thoughts are hurt.
I've lost the key,
And I need it back.
All I'm left with is memories;
I selfishly want to make more.
Please, key, return to me.
I feel too dead
Without the warmth you brought.
I will continue on,
But I miss you.
Messes will no longer
Tangle up my thoughts,
But please promise me you will return.
In your absence
Do I ache.