What Do People Expect? Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Too many phone calls, all hours of the day and night,
people wanting to know how things are now that you are
gone.

What do they expect me to say, everything is great, I'm
getting along fine without you? It could never be so for
I miss you every waking moment.

Even in my dreams I'm searching for you, but death will
never end, keeping you from me always, why can't we be
together forever.

That's the question which is never-ending for all of us,
missing you honey, more than anyone will ever know or
understand.

Because there are no explanations that can cover the depth
of feelings andemotions filling me incessantly and totally,
wanting you by my side, holding, hugging, kissing me again.

Desires and passion still living here within my being for
you, tears falling, heart breaking, wanting you only my
dear.

Not able to have you anymore is killing me, killing me
slowly, but surely for there can never be anyone else in
life except you my love.

Finally falling asleep, exhausted from the torment of
losing you each night in dream after dream, crying in
the dreams of our once upon a life.