Poem

Circling above wishing I could truly break free,
Visioning what life would have been for you and me.
Sweeping around like the eagle searching for the dawn,
I twist and turn yearning for some sense to be drawn
From the randomness that every  new day brings.

I'm drawn to your heart like a moth to the flame
Heart pounding, hands shaking at the sound of your name.
My nights are too cold and the days are too long,
But still I try to fill in the void that comes along
Knowing I'll never see you again.