Treasure Island

Louise Phipps


Without You


Standing near my window pane,
I hear you say again and again..
'I Love You'.
I smile staring at the streets covered in snow,
Saying 'I love you more than you will ever know..
..Oh I do'.
Turning desperately to get one last glare,
But the vision of you disappeared into thin air..
'Please come back to me'.
Deeply depressed, feeling so down,
I wish my life would just turn around..
'I wish'.
I lay in my bed wishing you were still here,
But the thoughts in my head of you aren't as clear as before..
'Why did u have to die? '
You left me so suddenly without any warning,
It hurts me to wake up without you each morning..
'I'm so Alone'.
God I need u with me here,
The future is all I fear..
Being without you.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 02, 2013

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