The Wish
I’m tired of running, I’m out of breath
I need some refreshing air
I’m tired of being alone
Silently wishing you’re here with me
I’m tired of all the pretence and facades
I’m tired of lying in my bed
Wondering what I did wrong
To make you leave
A day without you
Robs me of the air I breathe
Making me die daily
Hoping my air would someday return
I stare out into the blackness of the night
Hoping for a shooting star to appear
That I might have that one wish
I’ve been screaming in my brain
For you to come back…
