These Last Few Days.

I need to try To survive in your presence Not to strive or to win Just to exist- For these last few days I don't have room for more More than just living Where you exist I'm already struggling- These last few days I feel like a peasant Called when needed then discarded Feels wrong when it's you Even though it's just- For these last few days I hope I never see you again And all the memories of you erase From my mind and my books Though it seems impossible it's- Just for these last few days. © Melody