The One I gave my heart to

How do I get back what I never had, and yet he is my breathe. Is it too much to ask, to beg for a second chance to be able again to enhale. In my poeticness I waxed over his objectiveness, caught up in the emotions. Spirits of a past life united, but lost along the way. My completion I need, but aloof he remains. What I want, my words have failed to explain. Colors of hope replaced by emptiness. Is it too much to ask, to beg for a second chance to be able again to live, breath, and love him again.