Thoughts of us- consuming me
How we used to be
Realizing we will never be
Drowning in the memories- I can't breath
Suffocating
Holding on
He let go- a long time ago
Free falling
Out of control
Not my choice- heartbreaking
His mixed signals- aggravating
Frustrated
Tired of waiting
My heart-aching
Time- it's wasting
My life- it's taking.
Continuously pacing
to keep from facing
that he’s gone -
no trace.
End race.
Now
Hovering over this space
watching pain take loves  
place.