Thoughts 2

Hope,

I can not cope.

I don’t want to go on like this,

Fore it is you I miss.

Why does the future scare me so?

Why did you have to go?

I want things like they used to be,

I with you and you with me.

I’m not sure how much longer,

How much more my heart can take,

I risk now,

Hoping in the now,

That you’ll hear me,

In my plea,

But alas,

I lay here on my ass,

Wishing and praying,

For you to come saying,

You feel the same,

I have the recurring thought it was just a game..

I wish I could wake up from this nightmare,

And you’d still be here, far from there.

Holding me in your arms,

Assuring me you’re going nowhere,

From there I’d relax,

And ask,

If you still loved me too,

With a smile you’d reply

“Of course I do.”