It’s been so long since I’ve written about you,
But that doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about you every second of every day since then. . .
I wish you didn’t go. . . I feel so much anguish for not being with you
But, I guess it would be strange to have met you under our current circumstances
I feel so lost, missing you. . .
No light bright enough to erase the shadows of my heart
Why do I long for you so much?
I see you so happy, and it hurts because I want to be happy with you
I know that’s a bad thing, but I can’t help what I feel. . .
The light in your eyes is so soft, so beautiful. . .
It reaches the depths of my being, and makes me yearn for more
Is being with you what utopia feels like?