Missing

Waiting

I woke up with you on my mind again this morning.

If I could I'd be there with you right now.

I'm scared I'll get my ass kicked though for all the shit I've put you through.

I'm scared to have you push me away and say you don't want me near you.

I'm scared to hear you say, "I don't love you that way anymore. I can't love you that way anymore," again.

I know you've moved on.

It hurts to know.

It's been 5 months and I can't move on.

You said I'd find out you weren't my soulmate.

I don't believe in soulmates anymore. I do believe you were my one true love though.

Now, I'll just be that stupid douche teen boy who let you slip through my fingers and become a bitter old man that everybody hates.

Hey I'm about 80% there. I'm just waiting to get old now.

But, I'm also waiting for you. Hoping for you.

I'm sitting here on this lush mountain looking at the ants and the ocean below, waiting for you to join me. Praying you do.

I'm so in fear you won't show up though. I've pushed everyone else off the mountain.

I'm all alone. The lone wolf is waiting. Will you join him again my love?