“Ain’t no sunshine” he says It’s the truth, it’s overbearingly dark The emptiness is stark in my heart But I continue. The “How are you’s “ and “What you up to’s” Replied Again and again with sigh and sometimes lies You’re missing from me. Like the opposite of a plant that never moves but is breathing I run on autopilot, I’m running on E. I dare not say you complete me For fear of words overdone and outdated And I was never a fraction to be completed And YET you still competed with my self love. No. I take that back; My love for you never took away from the total love I had, Your love made it Blaze. It’s not warm when you’re away.