As my eyes stare at the screen
Pale movement reflects a glare
In the pool of black; my pupil
Text is on the computer screen
Displayed as lonely actions
Hollow, distant echos..
I close my eyes and think; imagine
The actions soothe yet rip at my heart
A never-ending tide of mixed emotions
Mood swings claw their way to my mind
I have to stand three more months of this
Nonsense pretending
That the text is real
That I can feel it on my skin
When all I feel is lonliness
Cold, numbness consumes my fingertips
As I type the actions back
Hoping he likes them
More than I do
Hoping that three months from now
He'll be here
Even if only a short while
It'll help me carry on
We'll hold eachother
Like we've been dreaming of
And things will be fine..
Three months...
I know how you feel except for the dying part. Hard for me too mostly why I haven't been sleeping well lately. Want to be with you not here. I love you so much Dee never forget that and if it does bother you I'll stop. I do it at times because it helps me a bit but hurts me just the same.
*sighs deeply* exactly how I felt for 3 years Dea...you'll be alright..just be patient..ok