False Hopes

by Void

False Hopes

So fresh and still, your smile lies,
In the corner of my mind.
Your brown eyes stricken with love struck thunder,
And as I gaze, I race with wonder.

Will we make it? Will love win?
Am I holding onto, a war pulled thin?

My eyelashes whisper to the bridge of my cheek,
The tears that flow freely from pain at its peak.
What's left of my heart, is so slowly breaking.
What's left of my heart, is yours for the taking.

I hang my head low, and clench my fist tight,
Your hands are not what fills mine tonight.
Under my head, your chest was once kept,
But with ears on a pillow, there's no drumming left.
So fragile and weak, I lay frozen in time,
Still reaching to feel, your body's outline.

Memory scratching, through my skin to break free,
Though you're not here, it's only you that I see.

Will you come back? Will love win?
Am I holding onto, a war pulled thin?