Gone With The Wind Poem by Born Frustrated

Sitting here on this spot
where we once were
but now here, you are not

I feel the way the wind blows
all alone, with green all around
and Some how my heart, knows

that you will not becoming back
but I will refuse to move... to leave
so I dont pack

I just sit for hours on end
waiting, watching
but all I see is the effects of the wind

the Trees Sway
I want to shout your name
but it would be pointless, so I have nothing to say

the day is gone, there is nomore sun
So I get up, and walk away
cant you see the pain this has caused me... hun?

But like you care
the love I feel, gets no return
So I sigh, remembering that day, and of, what filled the air