I bite a chip off my nail as the second hands ticks away. How much longer will I be here, waiting? It seems like hours though its only been a matter of minutes since our last talk.
You said you would return, but you never said when. How long will you make me wait? Days, weeks, years? My soul cannot handle being without you.
I need you to come back through the door and tell me it was all a lie. I need to look you in those beautiful blue eyes and hear the words that comfort me.
You've given me everything, and I to you. But how do we know where one ends and the other begins? We're tangled and pulling at the seams. It's tearing us apart.
I don't want us to struggle anymore. We're worth fighting for, but not if all we do is fight.
Since when are you not happy? Have I done something wrong? Please, I can't stand to see you go, but I can't watch you suffer any longer. Sadness is the most contagious disease.
Help me before we fade, before everything wonderful that we once had is lost for eternity.
Come back through the door and let us make things right.