I've been
Broken
Sad
Angry
Depressed
I keep thinking
That things can't possibly
Get worse
             And then they do.

Maybe
If I think
That things can't get any better,
Then they will.
I'm still broken
But I have my good days.
God is taking care of me.
All I know is I'm getting better.
Slowly
But surely
I'm healing.

So painfully aware of being apart
from that which gives me my breath
helps to maintain the rhythmic beating
of my swollen heart--

So horribly bereft at having said goodbye
to one who has always kept me here
who has cradled me, held me tight
through every moment of every sigh--

So hauntingly sure I will not survive
that life will have no meaning
with you not here to hold, to guard,
to keep me alive--

And so forlornly looking as you saunter away
your laugh, your jokes, your smiles and gentle heart
all that gave me reason to wake up
and live another god-forsaken day--

But so determined this time to carry on
to make it through without you here
to somehow hold myself together without you
and to just make it until the break of dawn...

It's not right to pity over you
It's not right to crave for your touch
It's not right to talk, smile or even see you
It's not right to even remember you.

Because you've forgotten
Because you've changed
Because you like somebody else
Because you've moved on.

it's been two months and no reply,
the memory of you never dies,
don't know if i still love you or just need you,
in between both i know i miss you.

if you do come back i know we won't last,
you'll always be just like in the past,
but if you change and want to stay,
i'll kiss your lips and hope it's not a phase.