It has been two weeks tonight since we parted. The night is not so gentle with me. I fear it will suffocate me with memories of you. Oh, I how I want to be with you. It’s so stormy inside my head, filled with a million voices with words I can confide to no one safely.
No one understands the independent loneliness that generously spreads its way into my leaking bones. My thoughts are more than I can bear. If you were here you would be licking the tears off my water-filled eyes and propping your head upon my shoulder to let me know everything would be okay. Now who will kiss my tears away? And how will anything ever be okay again?