I wrote this right now really quickly. What do you think?

When you look at this void that is inside,
You wonder why in love people abide.
Why they uncloak their emotions to the tide,
When they should run, take cover and hide.

For pleasing times seem to come in short doses,
Like a vast field with dead trees, and few roses.
And when your loved one is away, oh what pain it causes,
It darkens your days and bleaks your nights; so is it worth this?

The answer is:
Every single moment, of love, that is.

By:Taintlessness
Date: 17th October 2002