Alone

I hurry to talk to him

But when I come I see nothing from him.

My heart sinks but I keep hope.

He'll be here later I tell myself.

My friends ask how I am,

Great I lie, Can they sense my sadness?

And if they can why can't he?

The minutes then hours tick by.

Still no word from my love.

The feeling of wild beasts slowly ripping

Through my chest and eating my heart begins.

But when he finally comes,

He says I Love You and I Miss You,

And the heavens open and shines

Down upon my dark existence.

I shed tears of relief and joy

Then he's gone again!

I'm thrust into darkness once again.

Doesn't he know how i wait for him?

Doesn't he know what he means to me?

He's my heart and soul, life and death,

torturer and medic, heaven and hell.

What am i to him?

Does he not think of me as i do him?

Awaiting every second just for him. If he did,

Would he not be rushing to speak to me also?

So i wait in this deep pit of despair

In love, confusion, pain.

waiting... lost, lonely and alone.