A collection of poems

Lost in their own minds

You look at them
And wonder where they are
We see them
And hope that they can see us too
We love them
And hope that they still love us
We miss them
And wish they remembered who we are
We hug them
Hold them tight in the hope of no fight
We talk of common interests
Only to find they don't share them anymore
We cry
Only to wish they were still them
We hope that one day they will be the same
Knowing there is no cure
We ask about their day
Only to hear a lovely story
We yearn for the truth
With only fantasies and tales to be told
We wish to understand
But no test can give us that
We sit by their beds
For them to ask, are you the girl who does the laundry?
We hope for answers
We hope for change
We hope for things to be what they once were
But that will never happen
There is no cure
We can hope all we want for them to return
But in reality we can only hope to become a character in their fantasy