I would sit there and watch the door,
Waiting for you to come through,
Wishing you would,
Sometimes even Praying,
I needed you to just walk through those doors,
I needed you to be there,
The thought of you being gone again,
It killed me,
It broke not only my heart,
But my spirit as well,
It tore at me,
I spent so many tears crying over you,
But It didn't bring you back,
Slowly I felt my soul deteriorate,
Until I knew my words Meant Nothing.
Until I finally became nothing.