As I walk away my heart is torn from me.
What I thought was real now I just can’t see.

I have needs that were not met.
But this longing gets stronger yet.

It is the hardest thing that I have ever done.
To think of the future instead of having fun.

To make myself take a back seat.
Forget my desires, forget that heat.

To still be happy without what I want.
The memories so fresh it’s me they haunt.

Still I know no matter if it was real or not.
Nothing else could ever make me feel so hot.

It’s being ripped right out of my chest.
My shredded heart that can’t seem to rest.

I really don’t know what will happen next.
All I know is that feeling was the best.

There will never come a day.
When I will ever turn it away.

But it will have to come back to me.
When in my arms is where it’s ready to be.

When it finally can accept my home.
And know I will never let it be alone.

That it will always be safe with me.
Maybe this fog will clear then it will see.