Miss

I miss it, even though i dont know what it really means.
I just feel the ache of not having it
An emptyness inside
A void which refuses to be filled
And i dont know what to do with it

I dont really know what i miss
I think it is the companionship
Just someone to call my own
To love dearly

I read about love
and want to be part of the process
but feel broken
like no one can love me
like no one ever will