Crying Here (Pleas Read) Poem by Melissa Schreuder

Crying here on the dirty bathroom floor thinking about you wishing somehow I was in your arms again, wishing our lips would just meat one more time. I wish you were here right now so I could tell you I love you and feel the passion behind it. I wish I was looking into your eyes and smiling, because it's been awhile since I last smiled, and if you were here you'll be the cure. I wish I could jump into your arms and laugh. I wish you were siting here with me at our bench instead of your picture in my hands. I wish you didn't have to go. I wish a sniper bullet didn't go through your neck and head and kill you instantly, I wish I didn't have to go to your funeral. I wish there was no war so that you would still be here in my arms instead of me crying here on the dirty bathroom floor because your dead.