Broken Lines

It's been two weeks and it's like I was never a part of her life
Not for a minute did I ever think that she would try to end my life
But it's been two weeks with no form of communication
What could I had done to earn this form of damnation

To have to go simply a day without her words caressing my ears
Lulling me, calming my fears, and pulling me in nearer
Feeding me mentally on a level that I could had never achieved on my own
Although others have tried, they could not maintain her tone

That tone that stops my heart as I stare deep into her eyes
Eyes like pools of love, colored with surprise
I'm totally lost in this liquid reflection of an emotional maze
I could sit lost and staring as we build eternity from just a few days

To look at the lips that resuscitated life in me, simply by speaking my name
Although I have looked upon other lips I know that they are not the same
Those lips are the entrance way to a mouth that only brings forth truth
She spoke of her love for me and I knew that she spoke the truth

For those words each were carefully wrapped by her heart
A heart of pure beauty, whatever this is, must be tearing her apart
Has another caused confusion, maybe they pointed out my short comings
Maybe it looks as if I'm just taking love, in essence emotionally bumming

But I'ld like to think that I was giving as well as receiving
I'ld like to know that we were both being honest and not deceiving
That her love, which is the pillars to my existence, is true and erect
I'ld like to hear that this was simply a misunderstanding the next time we connect