Poems of my Present

You.

I'm in a desperate need for comfort
But you ignore me.
You say you won't intervene anymore
But I told you so you could interfere.
I thought we were connected.
I guess not.

But it's sad, I still miss you.
I refuse to look at you;
But I'm constantly looking for you.
Why would you do this to me?
I was already broken!
You shattered what was left of me.

I need you to tell me goodbyw,
I need to stop searching.
So I'll say it.

Goodbye.