Hope and Loss

Each passing day was at first filled with hope.

Hope that I was wrong.

Hope that he would come back to me,

That it was all just a dream,

That he'd take me back.

Hope that wed be together again soon,

That hope turned to pain.

Pain over losing him,

Guilt that it was all my fault,

Fear that I really wasnt getting him back.

Wearing that fake smile and trying to hide the pain.

Passing couples in the hall and feeling that pain grow.

Feel the longing and the truth .

That he's gone forever.

I'm alone.

Never to have my prince charming return again.