Lost Love

Chris, I can't wait until you come back to me.
Then I'll be able to take your heart and shove it down your throat.
Maybe then, I'll be able to sleep at night without dreaming of you.
Maybe then, I'll go a day without thinking of how we used to be.
Everyone says oh you should just forget him
Or he's not worth any of the drama and pain.
But I think that you are.
You are worth every bit of drama.
And every bit of pain that you've caused me.
If only you'd get to read this.
Maybe then you'd see that I am dead inside.
Maybe then, you'd cry yourself to sleep at night thinking of what we used to be.
Maybe then everyone would glare at you.
I only hope that you come back to me in time.
Because if you don't,
There'll be nothing left of me to find, Chris.

*Thanks for reading. This poem means a lot to me, so please review and rate. Thanks again.
-niki