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Sorrow

There are days when sorrow fills every cell in my body

Those days the worst

There’s a lump in my throat

And an ache so deep in my chest

It feels like someone has a hand on my heart

Those are the days that I need you most

I know that you holding me would calm me down

But because you don’t want me

And I can’t have you

The thought of you holding me only makes my sadness worse

Even the thought of your lips on my forehead

And your gentle arms around me

Is enough to send me spiraling

The memory of what we might have been

Still haunts me to this day