10 years lost

[milo]

10 years lost.
10 years of heartache
That I never felt.
10 years of desire,
That I never touched.
10 years of mourning,
that I can’t forget.
I will always wonder,
What was lost.
And so I sit here,
And look to you in fear,
What is Love?
Will I wake up in the morning
With my pride intact
Will the wind shift
And leave me cold.
Will this desire
Fade with the sunset
As every night
And every day
Seasons my face.
Will it rain today
When all is forgotten.
Will I have anything left,
When the tears fall,
One by one
Loss by loss.
Will I ever grasp
For another soul,
When mine is fooled
By another.
I look to you,
And wonder.

This is pretty much just a list of cliches and abstractions. There is nothing fresh or original here, no attention to sound, imagery and, most important - metaphor.

This is much more like a journal entry by a depressed teen than a poem imo.

Thanks for posting.

Good luck.