There are a million questions in my head
ever since she left
I keep pondering upon the answers

is she ever coming back?
will she call me again?
will she move on?
will she get over me?
why won't she answer?

stuff like that when i'm drunk

but mostly
Is she okay?
Is she healthy?
Is she eating right?
Is she still insecure about her body?
Is she being treated right?

and then there are times
when i think about her questions
what would she be wondering

no she isn't thinking if i am okay
is she thinking about me at all
oh yes she is....
she asked me a question once
and she didn't want my poetic *******
I don't write too great anyway
I never answered it

my answer wouldn't be nice
but it would be honest
and my answer would be
what I'd want her answer to be
to my question
"will you marry me in 4....when its all over?"

she never said "yes"
just jumped on her bed ecstatically happy
then reality kicked in
and her answer was more like a "maybe maybe not"

once again leaving me thinking
leaving me to the misery of my heart
leaving me as a prisoner of my mind
and a prisoner to her love

point being

yes

i do miss the **** out of you