Lost to the Service

One word,

One saying,

Blows up,

In millions.

How to fix it?

You tell me.

An empty handed girlfriend,

Losing him to the Service.

Lonely,

Depressed,

What are we to do?

I love you so much,

How are we going to say goodbye?

The sound of your voice,

Gone vanished in the wind.

How will I know if you're coming back for me?

Your smell, your touch

All just a figment of my imagination.

How will I know.