Left Behind

So many times I have taken for granted
So many words I wish I had back
So many feelings and moments enchanted
So much of my life isn't on track

So many things do I want to say
So little time and no other way

How do I tell her what I really mean?
So I don't confuse meanings; so she sees what I've seen

I miss my Megan, wherever she may be
I pushed her away and couldn't even see

I long for her touch, the smile on her face
The warmth of her skin, her gentle embrace

Will she ever be back?
How would I know?
What would I do if the answer was "No?"

How do I know if it can be fixed?
What do I think with so many feelings mixed?

There's a hole in my chest that cannot be seen
I want to cry but can't even breathe

What is this feeling; is it really the end?
Will we end as lovers...Or at best, only friends?

She no longer confesses her love with confidence or belief
Is this a sign of the end, or just a figment of my grief?

I can hear in her voice the distance of her mind
I feel like an outsider; like I've been left behind