Come back to me

I go to school everyday not in search of knowledge but in search of you.
And when i return to my home
I sit there bored
hoping that you would call.
i know i ran when i should have stayed and told you how i felt about you
but i was afraid
afraid that you did not feel the same and so i am here all alone dreaming of your kiss
wanting your touch and dying for you to bury yourself deep within me
call me crazy but what i feel for you is so strong that i am continuously scared by the memory of the way your lips tasted against mine,
how our minds worked as one
and how beautiful we would look together
come back to me
my lost love.