True Tears (Part 9) Poem by Stephan van Pinksteren

I've always asked myself why,
Not knowing what so ever.
What did I do to deserve this,
I think it must be faith.

I'm still trapped,
Inside my bottle,
But right now,
The girl beside me vanished.

I kept looking,
The minutes felt like hours,
The hours felt like days.
But she didn't came back.

I'm all alone now,
Alone in my own bottle.
No longer peeking through the glass,
Because I know you aren't there,

I turned my head and gazed to the bottom,
Looking in the immeasurable depths.