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When I see his name online now,
I don't think much about it,
Until it hits me in the face and I remember,
What we shared,
How we made promises
Of forever love,
“Always and forever,
And then some.”
At least that's what we used to say.

I look back now on old online chats,
And relay telephone calls in my head,
Thinking of how much I want him back,
What I miss about him,
And how I still promise to love him,
For as long as I promised.
But, how I long,
For him to feel as I still do,
To see what our love was.
And how much potential it had,
To escalate into something more than,
Just another high school obsession.
Life now without hearing his voice every night,
Or seeing his screen name flash on my screen,
Just isn't the same.
It's as if I'm living in a tomb,
Free to do and roam as I please,
But, within the confines of the tomb,
I am trapped.
With no promise for escape from this,
This life long torment, and trouble,
But yet,
We all go through with it,
We endure life's adventures,
Only to wither away, with love.