As I sit on the edge of my bed
Saddened by the thought of you.
Tears running down my face as I think about all the wonderful times we had.
5:30 in the morning, I’m here sobbing, missing you.
Why? Why did you have to leave?
No explanation, nothing at all.
Please come back, right now you’re the only thought on my mind, the only image in my head.
Please Ana, come back.