i didnt plan on going out tonight
or maybe i did
once i was without your arms around me
its hard to describe this loneliness
whether i miss your shape in my
twin size bed
that barely fit us both
or your shape in my life
friend, lover, confidante
although you havent been that in a while
i think that the emptiness in this bed
equals the sum of the emptiness inside
this cracked body of mine
another reminder
of the separation
that you chose
YOU ARE READING
digital dance - poetry
Poetryyoure not alone in the way you scream at a god who hears but does not understand or care to learn
