Vanished.

Sitting at my bed.
I look up at the ceiling.
Memories play.
Some sad, some good.
Like a movie.

Smiling at one.
And another.
A tear falls down.
My face.
Why?

Why does it hurt?
So much that I still.
Want to hug you.
Want to cherish you.
Want to kiss you.

Lost, in these thoughts.
Hold me.
Wrap me up.
Unfold me.
I am small.

The warmth.
Is gone.
Forever.
You couldn't be the one.
I wanted.

You wanted my attention.
I gave it to you.
Where were you?
When I needed you the most?
Why did you hurt me?

Do you feel anything?
Did you feel anything?
I still feel for you.
Yet I'm letting you go.
Why do I still feel regret?

The more I think.
The more angry I feel.
The hurt you gave me.
Everything....
Vanished into thin air.