I don't ask for a hell of a lot

I lie dormant in my isolation waiting for the company of another

The one thing I truly want will never want me back

This is all I ask for and it tears me apart knowing that you're out of my reach

I will never know everything about you

I will never share the same sheets

And I will never feel your blessed touch again

How I miss your eyes staring longingly into mine

These memories will be the death of me

With the passing of time things have gotten worse

Memories come into fruition of when we were at our peak