They say that nSometimes you're further than the moonnand Sometimes closer than my skin.nnIndeednnI remember when you were closer than my skin.nThose were the evenings spent alone with you in bliss.nThose were the mornings you awoke me with a gentle kiss.nnAnd these are the evenings I sit alone and wish and reminisce.nThese are the mornings when I wake to an alarm clock after falling asleepnwith the hurting thoughtnWhy have you forsaken me?