This is a poem about when my two best friends moved. They moved to PA and Switzerland. This is just a poem about how I felt and still feel.
I watch the night go by,
As I lay in bed,
Just waiting,
Waiting for the break of day.
The night seems to consume,
As I lay awake,
And hope for sleep,
Yet it never comes.
I hope to sleep,
But that will never happen,
As my life will never be the same,
Without that one good friend.
You broke my heart,
When you left,
But I wait for you to be there,
So I may sleep again.
You left for somewhere else,
But I still wait,
Hoping for a call,
That will ease the pain in my mind.
I just want a letter,
To know that you are there,
But it never came,
So sleep comes when there is a final goodbye.
Thanks for all of the ideas. I'll use them in the next few poems. You can also make requests for a certain type of poem if you wish.
Dark Kitsune of Ra: Glad you think so. Here is some candy!
Silver Sailor Ganymede: I soooo agree.
Alantie Mistaniu: I never thought of it that way. Thanks for another view on my poem.