Comfortable and lonely; I sit in my bed waiting for sleep to take its hold on me. I am neither happy nor sad, but I feel my presence on this earth stronger than any other. For once I don’t want to leave this planet I call home. You lay in your own bed miles away, thinking of me and what we did or did not do on this day. I wish you were here, to cuddle and to hold me; to curl up behind me with your body conforming to mine. I crave your touch; I yearn for your fingers to be interlaced with mine. You chase away and all bad feelings I’ve felt, are feeling, and will feel. You keep me safe and I know in my heart you’ll be here forever. Should the opportunity present its self I will love you until the end of days and shout my love to the lord in the heavens, and should it not I will refrain from telling you, but I will still tell he who made us, and hope you are my destiny.
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A Glance Into My Mind
PoetryPoetry i have written at the proverbial best of times, and worst of times. This should give all who care a small but enticing look into the mind of one depressed and wistful sophmore.
