Thoughts of you creep into my mind
as I drive down the dark, desolate street.
I pass by the spot where we use to talk
and share our innermost thoughts
and it brings tears to my eyes.
I can’t seem to bring myself
to drive home a different way.
I turn up the radio
to drown out the deafening thoughts
and a song by one of our favourite bands comes on,
“It’s a question to lust
It’s a question of trust
It’s a question of not letting what we built up
crumble to dust”
I sing along to every note
hoping that if I sing loud enough
you will hear it.
My worst fear has now become
the fear of losing you completely.
Becoming a stranger,
acting like there was never
any connection between us,
always watching but never approaching,
conversing but never caring,
that all those moments we spent together
That would hurt more
than any injury or ailment.
I will always consider you my friend,
I will always adore you,
I will always ca