Silence. Just Silence.

I thought I would cope with your Absence.

Wrong. My heart yonders for only One.

You. I yearn for Only You.
Only You can see me through this Loneliness.

It's Hopeless, I'm wishing and crying just to hear your voice.

Don't Toy with me, I had no choice, but to go.

And yet, even though it was me who left, who pulled the Trigger on this chain of events, I'll still wait by the phone.

Why? Because if I don't, I'm all Alone.

Why is it that I always shake when I'm anxious?
Re-reading our old messages, and skipping through pages.
You enjoyed every inch of every word that I had said,
I yearn so deeply to be the only thought that runs through your head.

I replay in my mind every second of our last conversation,
The tension that hung heavy in a room where my words now stay wasted,
On a man who only pretended he cared,
All the promises he made tucked messily in a box somewhere.

I am now neurotic and obsessive,
But I'm young and won't learn my lesson.

I'll spend the next few months dreaming of you as I lay in bed,
Shaking and cold and out of breath,

Because I tossed away, into you, all that I had left.