IS There A Chance For Our Love

Sometimes I cut myself deep down into
the skin, deeper than that I hurt myself
badly for love for a caring soul who has
been near and dear so real my fantasy.

Standing here in my darkness my lost
confusions within I see you like a shadow
a reflection of what could have been.
I love you your friendship still here so sweet.

My love so beautiful and perfect wishing you were
here with me. I write to feel you by distance
to be a part of your dreams. Many miles away
yet here in my poem you'll stay beside me.