Love

I count the stars in the sky,
the fish in the sea,
and wonder when
you’ll come back to me.

I call to the birds in the air,
the ants under ground,
asking if what we lost
can ever be found.

I pray to the gods everywhere,
the gods of all religions,
you being away
is too much to bear.

The gods never answer,
the ants make no sound,
I’m giving up hope
you’ll ever be found.

Listen, please listen
to what I say,
replace my darkness
with sunshine today.

And if you don’t
I won’t lie down and die,
I won’t give you that pleasure,
I’ll just have a good cry.

It’s this uncertainty
in which I wallow
that makes your leaving
so hard to swallow.

So make your move,
show your hand,
release me from
this shadow land.

Remove any lingering
bit of doubt,
let me revel in sorrow
that you’re in and I’m out.

Undo the circle
that once was us,
make up your mind,
there’s no more to discuss.

Lost Love