Forgotten for good.
By fireball517

Forgotten for good am I in your address book.
I know where it lays, collecting dust.
As I watch the clouds float outside...making me wish I was one of them.
Lazily drifting away without giving any precious to this barren place.
When will you come?
When will you come to save me from my prison, my home, my mind.
Many tears go unnoticed, forgotten for good.
I await the day that you will say that you love me...but I know that it
will never come.
Forgotten for good am I...but then who are you?
Lost love?
Terrible pain?
I know all these feelings.
I know that you have given them to me.
I wish you were here now, then you would be able to save me...but...it
seems that you have your own prison.
With you other wife and children.
But it isn't really a prison is it?
It is more of paradise for you right now...right?