Come Back - Sonnet

I pick a rose and think of your red lips, I stare at the sky and see your blue eyes, I see the swan, into the pond it dips, I think of you and I start to cry. I imagine your shadow in the trees, You are walking along, then disappear, I carry on home, walking with the breeze, My hand feels my face and touches a tear. I wept on my bed not wanting to live, I needed you back so much that it hurt, I know it's not right, but I wouldn't give, I just lay there and cried, I went berserk. Oh why did you leave me, my pure white dove? Despairs upon me, I need you my love. -- Claire Baker, 12 Years