Healing envisioned by bruiser

It’s funny how sometimes I hear the words I can’t be without you,

Weren’t we before and after.

It’s strange days were strenuous due to out of sight,

I now witness weeks pass by without knowing eachothers happiness or plight.

What hurts the most is the presence of obvious knowing,

What kills is the absence of action despite the known.

It’s one thing to lose something that means a lot to you,

What shall i call losing something that was all I had, You!