I Thought, I Was Wrong... Poem by Peter Vector

I was wrong...
I'm not over you.
I'll never be.
The empty space between my arms...

Only air to brush my lips...

Nothing but a dialing tone to confide to...
I feel so lost and alone,
I was so terribly wrong,
I am not over you...

I wish that I could say,
Good-bye, but I'm stuck here,
In this moment.
You are like gravity,
The single person my soul clings to...

I was punctured in the heart,
By your words that night.
I let the tears fall down.
I did not care about who saw me,
Or what I Iooked like then.

I bled from my body,
I cried from my spirit,
I loved from my soul,
And yet I was still like the rest,
Vermin, vile, venomous.
Much less than you deserve,

And look at me now even after all this time.
I am still longing, yearning, for you.
I thought I was healed; I am hurt.
I thought I moved on; I am still holding to you.
I thought I was free; I am a slave, to love.

I thought, but
I was wrong.
I love you...