There this weird nagging sensation. I want to relate it to withdrawal symptoms of not smoking a cig... or for me personally, not being near a computer with internet access for long periods of time, but somehow, it doesn't quite fit right.

I'm not longer problem free. There is something on my mind and it won't go away. I can't say just yet what it is. It's not within me yet to want to admit it. But I'd probably say something like this:

Can you hear me now?
Can you see I'm here?
Waiting for your arms
Just to hold me dear?
I wished for you to come
And now you here this day.
But how come I'm alone?
So near yet far away.

Yes. Chalk one up to spur of the moment poetry.