Hope
Mad at myself
For letting it end
Countless months, hours, and days
Spent with my thoughts in a never ending haze
She doesn't care, she doesn't know
All the feelings I want to show
The day I left her was an utter mistake
However, if it wouldn't have happened
I wouldn't have been aware
Of all the knowledge I soon want to share
Truthfully, I want her in my room
To take her into my gloom
Gloom that surrounds me
when I least expect it
Anger and sadness hide within
I wish she could make it disappear
Maybe the moment is soon near
She will reach out
or accept my plea
And I shall respond in utmost glee
Will it really happen?
So I hope
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