Missing the Special One

Walking through the school silent.
I miss him so much.
I miss his voice, his touch.
When I’m with him everything just melts away.

But he’s not here with me.
So everything stays the same.
I just go to class wondering.
Wondering what he’s doing and if he’s ok.

Wishing he was here beside me.
To make all the bad things disappear.
But I know that it’s not going to happen.
Maybe tomorrow though.

I hope he feels better.
Better enough to come back.
I hardly see him and now with him not here.
I feel lonely and out of place.

Like something out of a horror movie.
Something going amiss and life ends.
But it will get better, he will come back.
So why am I so worried and depressed.