Sending an S.O.S

I dont think Im done crying over you. I tried though -believe me. Sucked it up and put up a front - quite deceiving. I tried to shed every last tear because 'we' as we knew us is no longer here. Maybe not forever gone, but no longer near. I fear my emotions are a facade. I have oceans left and my eyes are consistently on the brink of flooding over. I'm sending an s.o.s your way...but I think our pride may let me sink way too deep. We both know I can't loose myself again...but Im feeling that feeling creep.

Yesterday was your birthday and strangely, it was me left wishing, blowing out the candles. Your no longer my light. I wish for you hopelessly. My lamenting lulls me at night. I want you happy but without 'us' it doesn't seem right. How can either be happy when their soulmate is out of sight? s.o.s...
Like Bonnie and Clyde we had a master plan. You with ambition of dollar signs in the sand. Me, with you on my left, and writing gripping my right hand. One day getting hitched, finding a niche, sans babies unplanned. Southern bohemians. When did our life idea get canned?
We talked about forever. Staying so high on love and coming down never. Not for anyone or anything ever. Forever Young and always together. Forever, it seems, was more temporary than our original endeavor. It's much more tragic than clever. Im sending an s.o.s your way...please reply. Let me know your on the same page as I; not now, but not never. What was once granted forever but truely now, there's no rush, just a worthy wait. I can wait. You let we know when.