I told you of my affectations,

That you were my guiding light

I told you I knew you did not share

In my emotionally crippled plight.

You still accepted me as your friend,

And was glad we could speak truth.

But still, I miss hoping for you.

You will be a part of every

sunrise that I see

The greens of your eyes swimming the skies

and I’ll be waiting for you.