I woke this morning, with you heavy on my heart. An energy so strong it made my eyes sting with tears. Wishing I could reach for you; wishing you would answer my call.
I could dial the phone but it would be fruitless. Making the ache dig deeper into my soul.
I want to tell you my world is crumbling. That I close my eyes and see you walk into that restaurant. Feel the softness of your suit, the kindness in your eyes. I want to feel your arms encircle my waist as we look at the city. I miss your smile from the other end of skype.
I want to smell your skin and feel like love might be real. Even though I'm doubting it quite seriously anymore.
Stupid girl. Time passes slowly and you've cut me out. That's what sad. I'm praying pinky swears hold. I'm empty.; so very empty. Return to me? Give me hope? Probably never. Sadly.