Left Me

You left me. Not in the way that people would think, as in packing
bags and never coming back, but in the sense of leaving me confused,
empty, worried. I know you had a bad day, being human, I can relate.
But you, my beautiful soulmate, have left. I now sit in front of this
computer, that is not you, knowing that you are out there
somewhere,
thinking over your life, and being angry, and confused. And I feel for
you. I'm worried, so worried. I don't know what to do. I feel like a
small child that has been left at a park and doesn't know what to do.
Do I cry? Scream bloody murder? Or do I wait patiently, twiddling my
little thumbs, until mommy comes back? Without you here to comfort me
in the way you only can, I don't know which one to choose. Scream is
out of the question, but crying and waiting for you to come back as I
twiddle my thumbs worriedly, are maybes. Cry is a choice I've used
often in situations like these, but hopefully, that will not come about
for a while. I love you too much to have you hurt. You shouldn't hurt
with me loving you. Me loving you should make it all go away. But your
pain is still there. Not even my love can make it go away.