I watched you walk
out of my life.
It hit me hard,
like the stab of a knife.
As you went away,
the tears came rolling down.
My heart died then
without an utter or sound.
Depressing thoughts
instilled my heart and my soul.
They overtook my mind,
began to take control.
I realize
and now I see,
your mind and soul
are always a part of me.
It hasn't been long
but I miss you so much.
I miss your fingertips,
I miss the warmth of your touch.
I pray that God
can help me through.
I can't help but cry
when all I think of is you.
Alone at my house
not a soul in the world
could feel my pain,
nor watch my thoughts uncurl.
No one understands my sorrow,
can feel my pain, or knows my tomorrow.
But I know you're there
possibly thinking of me.
You'll be back someday,
then we can have all eternity.
Or is that all just a dream?
