I sit and I wonder sometimes
what have I done,
what do I have?

What is going to become of me,
what will fill this void inside of my heart?

So many questions,
not a reminisce of an answer.
I watch as others enjoy their lives,
as one with other complimentary to them.
While I sit wondering if the decision I made,
were the right ones.

Letting him go,
to be happy
versus
letting him stay,
unhappy.
I love him too much to watch him suffer with me,
with another is where he needs to be.
Right now my heart and body can manage,
in the darkness of a lonesome cavern,
this is where it previously stored,
and goes once more to be re-stored.

The road is long and the road is weary,
everything is silent,
except for a song,
a song of an empty heart,
crying out to world for love.