Empty! Empty is the epiphany of the betrayal you place on my soul when your not laying next to me at night, empty is the summon fact of when i can't have and knowing that i need you. Empty is when the woman you love holds your heart in the palm of her hand even though she is not there. Baby you have me empty, i love the way that i wake up in the morning to the fresh aroma of your perfume from our late night extavaganza, you have my heart mesmerized constantly repeating your name as my soul screams out in vain, vain imagination of the love and honor we place upon eachother that we cherish with so much love and respect, the woman who has me empty is beautiful and not her outter appearance but what's inside, the love bestowed inside of her takes your heart on a ride, passion and bliss as my soul busts out my body, like a burst of confetti, yet im ready to fill the deep dark whole open in the middle of me, the soul that no one has fallen into yet to be able to complete me, the part of me that screams i want and need love, the one where we it does get it competition is more than just love, is a infatuation of a desire blessed from the heavenly father, this emptiness is not a problem, im a man looking for my queen, being empty, well being empty means............