Two poem sort of things.

You took what was mine; my mind.
My emotions just fade away.
You stole everything that day.
I’ll disappear, no longer running away in fear.
A distant phone call… Nothing will mean anything at all.
A time of the day... I’ll think what I should be doing.
I sure shouldn’t be thinking of you… I know that for sure.
But still you mean so much, when to you I mean nothing at all.
I’m drifting once where I smiled; I sit there and think of you for a while.
Once where I would walk, I stumble and fall.
Once where you were mine, I don’t have anymore time.
There that song goes again. I listen to the words you would once sing back to me… Oh so sweetly.
It’s no use now.
You’ll never come back, how did I fall into your trap?

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Sometimes I like to sit here, and think what would you be doing now.
Would you be sleeping, and then I picture how peaceful you look when your in a deep sleep.
And which I could look so peaceful, but I can't and I never will not now your gone.
Sometimes I create my own dreams, I write them down, then re-read them before I go to sleep so there fresh in my mind.
Sometimes it works. For a few hours I actually feel real.
And then I'm crushed by the hard reality of sleeping in an empty bed.
I'll always be sleeping in this empty bed.
I look at old Birthday Card's. I look at what you wrote. Forever with love always..
Why did you say forever, then take it away?
When I write forever.. I mean it, I still do.
I look at the couples hand in hand, walking in unison. I'd kill to have that back.
I'd kill me to have that back.. But I guess that just defeats the purpose.
To be honest.. I don't even miss you. I miss everything we were together.
Everything you made me into.
I miss myself more than anyone. It's someone I can't replace.
And you took it from me. You took what was mine.
So I hope you read this and think of me, just one last time.