Blasphemy,
The proverbial,
God only knows,
how much I miss you,
how much I need you,
how much I love you,
how much
you
mean
to
me.
God sees so deep
inside my heart.
God knows all,
God sees all,
but he has no idea,
not the slightest clue,
of how badly,
I miss you,
and what your love
meant to me.
No one will ever know,
but me and me alone.
Not even God,
the all mighty.
Blasphemy.
Us, we fools, must pay this price,
our mistakes demanding payment,
all our priceless treasures,
stripped away.
