Without you, what would life be like?
Maybe as dull as a gray sky right after a storm,
as boring as a fancy donut without a cherry on top,
as lifeless as a cake without the frosting that surrounds it,
the absence of sweet smell in the air I breathe in,
a happy pair of eyes without the sporadic sparkles,
meaningless, fake smiles in a bright ordinary day.
Without you, what would life be like?
Maybe like a glass of iced tea without crystal clear ice cubes,
a dainty flower that did not start from a delicate bud,
a sallow reflection of a princess in an antique mirror,
an archangel without the ability to fly and explore,
an elegant ball gown without the ribbons, laces and glitters,
a Grimm’s fairy tale without the HAPPY in the ENDING.
Without you, what would life be like?
Probably like a morning breeze without the fresh, crisp scent of a bright morning,
my favorite soda drink minus the familiar fizz,
a broken promise of every tomorrow that brings even more sadness to a lonely soul,
a humble abode that misses the warmth of a mother’s love for every child in it,
the fading memory that every forgiving heart wishes to be rekindled,
a kiss that failed to go deeper, wilder and more passionate.
Without you, what would life be like?
Possibly like a yesterday’s song with the singer’s name that has been forgotten,
a lullaby that can’t pacify a baby and help her head off to dreamland,
an “I love you” without honesty, meaning and hope,
a dream a dreamer knows will just be Polaris, light years away from Earth,
a commitment without the intense need for it to be sustained,
a slowly dying love, just patiently waiting to be reciprocated.
