A quick rundown of why I’m here,
Of why I write you this,
The reasons I find,
Are so very clear, it is of course
For you are not here
My thoughts cannot reside on much; without your face to focus,
And my eyes see blue wherever I look; unless my gaze is upon you
My ears are used to not hearing your voice,
But retain the sound of your giggle, throughout,
My days, my nights, through the unconscious hours, and I swear,
Each time I wake,
I hear you there,
I write this to you and to myself,
To befly the confusion inside my brambled head,
And with the hope that you will understand,
As the better part of me,
The numbness that remains when you are no longer,
When you are not filling the space inside my head,
When the feeling inside cannot decide
Whether this vessel is alive,
Or if this consciousness is mine,
Or just a remnant of yours left behind
I write you this so when you wake,
You may know; your dreams of me are real,
And if you feel a loneliness; it is but me,
Trying to be free, and be a part of you,
As you insist, of being part of me.
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Submission Name: A night without you
