I long to be next to you.

I long for the way it was before.

I long to be in your arms.

I long to see you at my door.

I long for your fingers to run through my hair.

I long to hear your voice.

I long to talk to you.

But I no longer have that choice.

I wish I could tell you I loved you.

But I realized it too late.

I miss those five hour phone conversations

Do you feel the same?

I wish I never let you go

I long to see you one last time.

I would finally be yours.

And you would finally be mine

I reach out my hand.

You don't grab on.

I want to tell you I'm sorry.

But you're already gone.

So goodbye my friend.

At least for now.

I promised I'd move on

But I don't know how.