Wishes.

Even though you left his morning,
My night has already descended.
I just keep wishing on an empty black sky,
When will the darkness be ended?

Strangely I feel no thirst, no desire,
No hunger, except for the one in my heart.
Though it seems foolish, I'm holding on,
From this first day we are apart.

You see, it is not just the separation,
But the pospect of what will follow after,
Will this be but a comma in our song,
Or an end-of-the-book disaster?

I miss you, having you around here,
With all your faults, though fewer than mine,
I promise I'll love you more,
And treasure you more all the time.

The days go by - one by one they fly,
But the minutes barely creep past.
It is a dilemma and I often wonder why,
Wishes move so slow, and life so fast.