Lonely

I was at a loss for words so I borrowed...

These arms of mine, they are lonely
Lonely and feeling blue

These arms of mine are yearning
Yearning from wanting you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh how grateful I will be

These arms of mine are burning,
Burning from wanting to hold you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh how grateful I will be

I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right
I need you arms, your loving arms to hold me tight

I need your tender lips to hold me
To hold me together when I'm around you

Good bye?

What is so good about it?
The pain that tears through me
When you turn to leave?
The unspoken begging words
To make you stay.. a little longer?
The indecision of whether to follow?
The uncertainity of leaving?
The longing that overwhelms
As soon as the parting words are whispered?
The tears that roll unstopped?
The sadness enveloping like a blanket?
The immesurable ache to have you close?
Feeling everything and yet nothing?
The hope I cling to that you will return?
The empty days,countless minutes that roll on?
The anticipation that you might not come back?
What is so good about the goodbye?