I don't know if I'm coming or going,
Some days I feel incredible, other days I'm numb.
I miss your morning texts, a reason to wake,
A spark to light my day before the night comes undone.
Every night, I check my phone,
Hoping to see your goodnight glow.
Delusional, they say—it's over, let go,
But my heart whispers softly, "Not this time, not so."
Your photo on my screen, a smile it brings,
A warmth in the cold, a hope that clings.
I wonder about you as I drift to sleep,
In dreams, we meet, where secrets keep.
Everyone says, "She blocked you, it's done,
Move on, forget her, find someone."
But something deep inside me stirs,
A spiritual flame, a voice that purrs—
"We're being guided, just give it time,
This distance is needed, the clock will chime.
She loves you still, though hidden away,
When she's ready, she'll find her way."
So I wait, prepared, though days feel long,
Believing in love, where I still belong.
