It hurts...

When the birds fly back home
At the dusk of the day
It hurts… for you aren't there with me to make me complete

When the rain pours in torrents
And I get drenched in it
It hurts… for you aren’t there to hold me and kiss my shaky lips

When the breeze sings in silence
In the melancholy of the night
It hurts... for you aren't there for me to lie on your lap and listen to you singing

When I wear your favorite attire
And get compliments from the rest of the world
It hurts… for you aren’t there to see at it

When I end up doing a blunder
And look forward for your help
It hurts… for you aren’t there to first shout at me and then kiss and hug me later

When I get scared of my dreams
And look in panic for you
It hurts… for you aren’t there to cuddle me in your arms

When the very thought of you
Comes into my mind
It hurts… for you aren’t there at times I need you badly…