broken glass

its clearly still not the time..
and that explains why i aint over you yet..
true.. i may have gone underground..
i might have not been speaking to you..
i have even stopped checking you on..
and i have been trying like never before to stop thinking about you..
trying my hardest and best not to look at the pictures..
pushing you as far back of my mind as possible..
but you are still the first thing i see..
cant get you off my mind..
coz you appear even behind my eyelids..
my thoughts wander over to you even without me knowing..
and the realisations thereof, are painful..
dreaming of you in the middle of the day..
missing you like hell, and the feeling just wont go away..
yearning for that touch and the feel against my body..
oh dear me, its worse than i'd ever expected..
true, you said, there aint no future..
but what do i do with the present that still exists?
i can deal with the non existant future..
but its the omnipresent present, thats killing me..
oh yes, im missing you today..
far greater than i can even say..
missing the way you lay beside me..
missing the way you always used to be..
clearly, it aint the time..
and i do take a pretty long time..
and i just wish you knew..
sometimes, you have to read me like 'you'..