If I Had You, You'd Know What to Name This Poem...

For reasons still unclear to me... I lost him...

Stuck.
Hurt and lost.
Withered and cursed.
Thick with envy.
Lonely and bitter.
I phase you in and out.
But it's here and now,
I lay in bed in the wee hours
and it's you that I think of.
Read another love story,
I'm all cried out.
I want to sleep, and yet,
that hurts even more.
It is there, in my dreams,
I'm forced to face the heartache.
"I'm still here!" I scream to a distant version
Of you.
You don't hear me.
For you, I am but a memory.
Oh how I wish that's all you were me!
I am damaged goods.
I am lost baggage at an abandoned airport.
And it's here I'll stay,
Until you claim me for yours...

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

Beautifully written.