I write an email that will never be delivered.
I continue the story that I know will never get an ending.
I think of you each day though it breaks me a little more each time.
I pray for the day you return, while knowing you never will.
I wonder if I ever cross your mind, then doubt I ever do.
I know I should forget you but it’s impossible for me to do so.
I said I couldn’t forgive you but I knew I lied when I did.
I can’t believe you left me, yet I can clearly see why.
I beg you to come back to me.
I need it to be us not I.
