When will It Stop?
I grieve some more.
I still hold out a small ray of hope for you. Why?
We came from a deep bond, deeper than most others could comprehend.
Now you are like a lost boy.
I hurt and ache for you, but you are sick.
You have been sick inside for so long. I was your medicine.
I stopped being your drug.
I want to be your Love, not your fix, not your caretaker, not your mother, but you partner.
How much I miss you, how I cry. How I hear a song, see something in store, go into someones home and their are constant reminders of YOU.
Its hurts too bad, I cant shake YOU.
I tell myself to move on, I try to force myself.
Only to end up in the arms of another and cry on the way home after a date because I miss you.
Why? You are not well! Why must I hang on in my heart to you!
How will I be able to start anew with another with you hanging in my memories?