Lost.

Uhm...

My hands are in my pockets and I'm running, running, hoping to make my way to your arms, I find myself alone in an empty field, surrounded by the dark woods,

I look up to the pale blue, dark cloudy skies, fighting the tears that begin filling my eyes,

I give in, I let the tears stream out and I feel a chilling breeze gently blow past my face,

It's the ghost of us, our past and what we had, coming back to haunt me,

This is my fault, everything, all of it, I fall down to my knees, closing my eyes,

Thinking of how you said you didn't want to leave, you loved me and only me,

I tried my best, feeling as if I've ruined this and I begged, wanting you to except my plea,

But you said all you needed was some time to think, I fall forward, stopping myself with the palms of my hands,

Wiping away the tears, hoping once again to be yours.