My bed feels empty without you here
Like the rest of my life when you’re not near
Trying my best to get through each day
But I’m not really living when you’re away
Just passing the time as I struggle to care
Trying to keep it together here when I’d rather be there
It makes me feel angry and it makes me feel sad
It causes me to lash out and then i feel bad
Frustration and anticipation make a volatile pair
Feelings of contentment exceedingly rare
Wishing and hoping, begging and pleading
Concern for the day to day steadily receding
Just your presence sets my soul on fire
The blood in my veins like electricity through a wire
It’s the only time that i truly feel
Then you leave and I wonder what’s real
Is it the pain that exists when you are away
Is it the torture of wishing i could make you stay
Maybe the joy of knowing I’m your choice
Or how my body feels at ease with the sound of your voice
Is it your touch that pulls me back from the edge
Or how separation from you feels like standing on a ledge
How sometimes i hope I’ll fall right into the abyss
Or maybe into your arms and i hope you don’t miss
Steadily becoming a part of the routine
A pendulum that’s swinging back and forth between
Two opposing sides occupying the same space
Part of me wants shelter but all of me wants to embrace
This has a longing to it. I love the questioning of what it could be that you want.
There’s so much honesty and vulnerability in this. It’s breathtaking. Welcome to the Stars