Who Needs It?

It's been awhile without his touch 

This world has kissed me solo 

The hugs, the closeness, love & such 

Do I miss it? I really don’t know. 

I wonder if the emptiness 

Is him, or just a someone 

Was it HIS arms I thought filled the void? 

Or could a stranger make that undone? 

Not even certain love needs me 

For if it did, it’d find me 

It’d heal me, and restore my heart 

And take time to remind me 

How it once gave me reasons to 

Anticipate the sunshine 

To greet each day with hope and smiles 

And laugh till crying sometimes. 

But love is busy in the world 

With folks who need it more 

And I’m convinced that I’ll be fine 

Just like I was before 

He had ever crossed my path.. 

Who says love is for me? 

If I have gone this long without, 

I don’t need it... 

Nor he.