I Keep Thinking

I keep thinking,

How much I long,

To hold you close one last time.

I keep thinking,

That late every night,

You'll call me up and tell me how much you care.

I keep thinking,

When I least expect it,

You'll walk right through the doors.

I keep thinking,

That you'll never come back,

And that ending everything is the only escape.

I keep thinking,

A pointed knife gleaming in the light,

Will solve my troubles here and now.

I keep thinking,

That I made the wrong choice,

The blood tainted knife shimmering on the ground.