Alone in the Dark

By Robert J. Wilson

Why don't you understand? I love you so much. I live in misery without you. It hurts to see you, and know you dont feel the same anymore. I miss you dearest.

I am not an intelligent guy, but I have feelings. I cannot stop thinking of you. I dream of your blonde hair, your soft blue eyes, your strawberry lips, and of course your beautiful white skin. I dream of the day we will be back again.

I remember one day when we were in the hammock. We were together, in love. We couldn't be stopped. It was only the two of us. You were being yourself; funny, loving, beautiful, and kind. You were being the wonderful person you are.

I will do anything for you, I just wish you would believe. I wish you would believe me. What can I do?

Someone asked me, "If you could go back and change one day, which one would it be?"

My reply was this, "I would go back to one day after her play practice, and instead of talking to her about that day and the next, I would hug her. I would hug her and tell her that I will love her forever. Then I would kiss her softly and let her realize that my love is real. I would make her realize that my love isn't just like other couples, but rather something meaningful. Something wonderful.

You are the most wonderful girl in the world. If you still do not believe me, then remember this. I will always love you and I will always wait. That is a promise you can count on.

So now, I will sit and listen in the dark of the morning. I will listen for hope to come back to my weary mind, body, and soul. I will listen, alone in the dark.

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