One shy phone call
Crept through the cracks of hope
Followed by
A hand reached out in vain
Burned by water.
The bed that lays unkept
Holds your arms imprinted
And my sleep safe.
As I wake up
My blood starts racing
Flowing violently
Towards the one I love.
The fear in my veins screams
The light in my eyes descends
Could this be an illusion
A mirage I dreamt?
There should be no doubting the big picture
There should be no abandonment at all
But there it is, my heart
Bleeding through its rays
Alone.
