You are gone.

I have to except that you are gone,
My mind wonders the last couple of days,
Now and again I get myself day dreaming,
I really don’t understand why my mind
keeps going back to the beginning,
and no matter how I wish I could talk to
you, I must fight it, because I know that the
words I need, will never be, that you are gone
Is it better that I am not there anymore?
Are you happy now that I am gone?
I wonder some times if you think about me.
I don’t understand why I keep on thinking about you all of a sudden.
It doesn’t hurt anymore, but it bothers me.
I just want to forget about you.

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