Living in the past

My heart is in a place where its not wanted

My mind lives in the past

Reality is a place where i don't want to be

So where do i belong?

I miss that comfort, love and joy

Thats where i want to stay

I'm living in a dream from my past

But i know its not for long

This wont last

When will i wake to the harsh reality of loneliness and depression?

To wake up and find that he's not by my side?

The past is where i rather be

I can still feel touch of his lips

The feel of his hands around my waist.

Why would i let that go?

But its time for me to wake up

He's not coming back