A thousand poems I can write
To get you back, I will fight
But its prove harder then I can take
It feels like an eternity I had wait
I put my feelings down on pen and paper
That you would be back with me, sooner to later
But I'm just fooling myself with dreams
It like you've forgotten about me that's how it seems
I keep reading my poems out loud till my throat burns
Hoping, wishing that you would return
I feel like a hopeless soul
That's lost all my control
I can't seem to sleep, eat or drink
It's all about me my pen, paper and ink
Writing my poems night and day
Until my energy drains away
My poems resembles our love script
That I will not allow to be torn or rip
All I need are the main stars, that's me and you
I hope the ending would come true
But I can't tell if it will
And I know I love you still
I just wish you know how I feel
I'm sitting at my desk thinking "In the end, it just me, my feelings, my paper and pen"
