you're gone

i was feeling really down when i wrote this. It's a poem about my ex girlfirend who broke up with me in the summer time who i really miss, and that has not changed over any amount of time.

You’re gone

You’re gone, how long has it been?
They say time heals wounds. But is that true? Because I still feel you.
How long has it been?
One month two months three months more?
When does time kick in? When dose this magic healing begin? 
When oh when? Is it when the clock strikes ten?
Time moves forward, so why can’t I! Believe me,
I have tried to keep you off my mind.
But you're a Cane. Stop whipping at my brain.
A thought of you in the day, and a thought of you at night.
I have surrounded myself in new experiences and new friends, like it’s a means to an ends.
I have submerged myself in my work. Hoping that after I have finished you will be done with me.
You’re a battle inside me every single day.

I have tried to put you away by keeping you at bay.
But you’re like a switch that is stuck in the on position.
I have given it my all to pull that switch down however the truth is. it’s stuck.
It’s stuck in place, so I retrace, rethink, and relive all that we were.
I look back and replay things I would do differently.
Events I would change if I could.
Why do I look back? It’s as if I am trying to find something.
A hidden message
A word
A string of words
An action that could trigger a chain reactionThat would,
lead back to you.

Time has marched on as I am sure she has too.
In a way you have become my guide.
How would she feel if I did this or that?
What would she say if she saw me in this state?
She always believed in me, as I did in her.
I gave her courage and confidence as she did to me.
Now she is free, to become a teacher and accomplish her goals, to touch many souls.
If you happen to read this, and then know you will always be in my chest.
All that is left to say is. I wish you the best.

 I also read this poem out here a link if you would like to hear me read it out.