Where are you, Lady?

I am missing you dangerously, Lady.
I have to envision my tomorrow, but where are you?
I might get riled even to you, for I have loved you deep... And still not learnt to cope with your unprecedented withdrawal.
I have to share some, but where are you?
I have to talk not just superficially, so, where are you?
This is not acceptable.

But, but, if you are happy there,
Why, why would I, you know, grab you to me?
I am lost. I miss you. And, I don't know what to do. I need to talk, Lady.
But, where are you?