There have been times I wished simply for you inexistence,
And then I wish for your mere presence.

Even in my dreams you haunt me,
Breaking me into a million pieces of shattered Glass.
Your voice is still the voice that breaks the silence within me,
Making me smile even as I stand, soaked, in a puddle of the deepest tears,
I can never reach you, never touch you.
You seem so far away now, you were so long ago, and yet I still grasp onto
your memory like precious breath.

There are times in which I hate you for making me feel so empty,
And then I love you for making me feel in the first place.

I know you could fill the void in which my innocence has gone,
but you won't.

I feel things all over again that I beg to never feel again...
The hurt that comes with the insecurity of uncertainty,
A constant reminder to why I wish I had no heart for you to hurt, even in
your absence.

I don't understand why i welcome such insane feelings for you...such
loneliness your memory brings.

It is in this very loneliness that I occasionally think I hear the footsteps
of your return,
In the seconds that I am under this impression I hope and pray with every
ounce of strength to hope and pray with that is left, in remnants, within
me.....

But then I realize it is only the sound of my heart beating.
 
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