Felt more than lonely lately, she could be gone by tomorrow
Force this thought upon myself, could it all be in my head?
Should I call out for Help! or the comfort of my bed
The way she up and leaves like we're nothing
The way I believe this may turn into 'something'
You seem to come around, set a temporary remedy on this wound I ever so vent
Though there be no way to separate this heart from the body it torments
You show up, say Hello, take off, come back and then your gone
Evince! this relationship is perseverating
A struggle in the heart, by a pair's distance apart
A heaviness on the chest with the pain of each breath
I felt this woe, whilst the moon blue settled in amongst the stars
As I bask in the nostalgia of what we once named ours
Now I realize I do need these eyes, to see how beautiful you are.
Dallas Shea Poetry 2010©
