THE YOU AND THE US. THAT EXISTED IN MY DREAMS.

When I’m lost and alone,

With nowhere to turn,

It’s you that I crave.

And your touch that I yearn.

But I can’t keep giving in.

Every time I’m feeling weak. 

Running back your way. 

You aren’t the one that I should seek.

Yes I remember the good. 

But the bad always had more power. 

When we very first met, 

You’d call me a rare, beautiful flower.

So why, if you loved me so deeply, 

Did you always cause your rose to wilt?

Our home wrapped in lies and deceit. 

No basic fundamentals when it was built. 

I know it’s a bad decision.  

So why does it seem like it’s easy to make? 

But after a lifetime of many wrongs, 

I won’t allow another mistake. 

And what am I missing exactly? 

The fights, the yells, the screams? 

No. I’m missing the you and the us.

That existed in my dreams.

And I know all of this! 

Yet my heart still craves the past.

When I’m at my lowest. 

And since you were my last. 

I guess that’s why. 

It’s always your direction that I turn.

I’m craving companionship. 

It’s not your love that I still yearn.

And I know that I won’t do it.

Won’t ever come back home.

I’m much more happy.

When by myself and alone I roam.

Guess I needed to say it out loud, 

And not just in my head. 

Now I think I’m finally ready, 

To put myself to bed.

Tomorrow will be better. 

I won’t feel so lost and alone. 

I’ll remember how far I’ve come 

And just how much I have grown. 

Relieved that I continue, 

This journey on my own.