Fear

Another day is slowly slipping by,
still no word from you.
Fear seizes at me, although I am able to subdue it,
but for how much longer?
My thoughts are tragic, hope no longer there,
but part of me knows I should not overreact.
I fear I have lost you, to God,
or to someone else.
Please don't let that be, come back to me,
where the heart will always be fond.
Tell me I was being silly,
and I should not have lost any sleep.
I try not to weep,
but I fear I am like the last from your past,
whom you left coldly, after a week of no word, no touch.
Please don't let that be it,
do I not deserve better?