Just my thoughts.

The morning comes and thoughts of you flood my mind.
Another day waking without you, when will I accept?
I can’t help but wonder if I’m your mind as much as you are on mine.
Going through the motions of the day without you near
What I would give for your touch or to hear your voice
When will I stop pining for you?
When will I stop being a fool?
You walked away so easily
Were the words you said ever true?
When will I see that our love was not good enough for you?