October 02, 2007

For You

I want to walk away, but I can't.
There are so many feelings.
You are engraved upon my soul.

I get mad about little things.
My problems are miniscule compared to yours.
I am ashamed.

I'm with you for brief instances of time.
It is never enough.
I miss you.

You have been my rock.
A place to bare my soul without fear.
I am grateful.

I see you everywhere.
But not with my eyes.
You are in my heart.