Beside Me

Without that special one.

I said

that I was in love with

this one guy

who was perfectly perfect.

He made me

the best me I can be,

without worrying

who I should be.

I can't

rid him of my thoughts.

Why try,

he seems

always to sneak back

and haunt my mem'ries.

I cry

when I am lonely,

wishing

he was right by me.

I want him

to hold me closely

and say

how I look so lovely.

So why can

it just not be.

I'll be anything that

is me.

Author's Note

What can I say? I was bored ;)