Wishing on every star,
Praying to God every night
Countless tears spilling over from my eyes
Nothing will bring you back.
Tossing and turning in my bed,
Thinking of you.
Can't understand the flip flop of emotions you contain.
What are your feelings now?
Why are you overlooking me?
The thought of you won't cease.
Finally asleep and dreaming.
But you follow me there, as well
No privacy, you invade me.
Dreams of things you told me before,
That I believed but now aren't too sure.
Those three little words.
But where am I?
You can't be telling me all of this again,
And silly me, I believe you.
Until my eyes open up to view the underside of my comforter.
And I realize that it's all was all a fantasy.
You won't return.
Regardless of how many times I wish
Or what I wish upon.
No matter how many hours I spend begging to God
And no matter how many jars I fill with the liquid salt
Draining from my eyes.
The jar of lost hopes.