You hold my hands
Gaze into my glistening eyes
Lovingly so,
To tell me that I will be okay
And trap me
Within your warm embrace
Instead of giving me the space
That I thought I needed
And then I open my eyes
To the appalling darkness around,
Awakened with a naked longing
Still spitefully somber to the core
Honestly, it's a little sore
From all the times I imagined
You were mine
You tease, admonish and love
All in the same breath
And I fret and sigh
Thinking about the different ways,
You could break my heart
Even when we are far apart
So, I religiously think of you
As the clock strikes twelve at night
Too tired to be fully awake
Too restless to sleep
With these phantom pains
And nobody to soothe them
