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I wait and wonder, what are you doing this for? Who are you doing this for? Why are you doing this? I wonder? Is it for the better of both of us, or is it the firm ability to just regret the past that we have created, and destroy the only love that I held close to you? Where are your emotions when you loved me before? Why is it that this time, of all times that I needed you, you never called? Am I that person anymore? Do you really know who I am, what you have created? Who am I? What have I created myself into being? I wait for you, soft spoken, denied of words. Am I denied of all thought as well? Apparently not, as my mind only thinks of the events of our past life together. How I went wrong, where I went wrong, and how I should have changed before the final kiss was laid upon me from your soft lips. I miss you, deeply.
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