#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone,
but my heart and head were never done.
It was the luck that you brought,
that made me feel good and determined.
But these feelings stayed after you left,
still it feels just like a theft.
Because of you these feelings shined,
then what is its use without the source
and that is what is holding me back,
to find someone new to fill this lack.
I will never be able to defeat this force.