Hope is gone
I try to be strong
But it feels so wrong
to let it all go
Now a storm blows
in
and I know
we will never begin again
I look back to before the end
to the tantalizing past
memories fade so fast
and nothing good ever really lasts
we all wind up cold and alone
waiting for that email
or answer on the phone
that will never come
praying that the one that got away
will look back and run
to where you've always lain in wait.
Johnny Monroe
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-that-got-away-3/
