Reveries: A Collection of Poetry & Thoughts

Absence

Its more than the quiet

that keeps me up at night

It's the absence

of your breath

in the room

It's the loud fear

that hollers against my ear

on the pillow

That you won't want me

like you used to before

I fucked everything up

when I couldn't come to love you

Little did you know that the noise

of my own heart

is what keeps me up

for hours each night