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I also wrote this about a year ago...it's kinda sad, but then, generally, "sad" is what I work with the most.

There's a part of our future
You don't want to see.
Maybe you're afraid of
A future with me
Maybe were just
Not meant to be.
All I know is
I'm afraid of being
Lonely.

My hear beats faster
And tears run down my face
As I see you walking away
At a steady pace.
I want you to turn back
And notice the fact
That my heart is breaking
And it's killing me.

There's something I want to know,
Something that's eating away of me.
What did I do to you to make you
Leave me all alone?
You won't pick up your phone
Despite all that I said.
But there's nothing left to say
But
Goodbye
And remember
Yesterday.