Despair

Will the days ever come back?
You turn and hide the fears,
The loneliness, the despair
The longing that takes over.

You long for his sad long face,
One that keeps haunting you
You dream of his nimble fingers
And being lost in his magic.

This life was not to be like this,
You had pleasant dreams always
One of lifelong togetherness
Where tiny toes stepped forward.

Still this is the life one has now,
One of despair and longings.