thoughts

I mourn for what i thought you were, and all the things i thought you'd be.
I mourn for myself and how I let myself be led so easily.
I mourn for the times we had together, those happy days whatever the weather.
I mourn for your smile, that made me smile, and kept me wanting more all the while
I mourn for what could have been, or what might be.
I mourn for the fact I wish I could talk to you but yet I wonder if you want me anymore.
I just wish I could speak to you and know whats on your mind.
Or if your thinking of me at this lonely time.
Maybe I should move on, and get you out of my mind.
But at this moment in time, your all I've got to occupy this heart of mine.