He left me.
On a hot-cold day in August,
he left within a moment
and my eyes brimmed full with tears
as their gazes were all upon me
to see how much I cared,
I gave them a fake smile, reassuring them I was fine
as tears dripped off me onto the tile floor
Turning away, I walked down the stairs,
taking a time warp into the past it seemed
And I cried.
I cried until tears becacme familiar
and became natural for me.
All I could think was " I'm losing my mind!"
and all I could feel was the pain in my heart
For this was the end of the passion.
Of course he'd still exsist as mine
but farther from me and less aware of my being
Selfishly,I was thinking.
He was going to save the world
and I was left behind feeling abandoned.
I forced myself to realize
that it was not forever
he would come back for me one day
and I'd be ready.
but until then,I am here alone
while he's off living his life.
Months from now,he'll call me
and I'm supposed to be okay
but secretly I'm weeping.
I can't handle this.It hurts too much.
And in the midst of it all,
my soul fears near collapse.
I'm just desperate to find a way
to make all the pain go away.