Things Just Don't Seem Right

My heart is no longer warm and content when I close my eyes and try to sleep,
without the sound voice in my ears every night before I sleep.
Anything I eat or drink is tasteless; for the first time my lunchtime felt so much longer than usual,
I spend the remaining free time wandering in my mind, gently caressing the ring on my middle finger.

Many times I've refrain myself from picking up the mobile phone to call,
telling myself you'll call when the time is right; when you really need me.
Many times a day I contantly check my mobile phone for miss calls,
but only in my dismay to find that only my battery is running low.

I tried to clear my mind, hoping a 5AM morning jog will refreshen my thoughts,
but running beside the calm and quiet river in a cold dark morning simply adds to the sorrow.
The underground tube and train journeys seem so much more distant and silent,
which reflects the empty hollowness in my heart; a heart which is incomplete.