Alone
The constant noise of my mind Circling redundantly... Thoughts fixating on the absence of your arms... Missing the calmness of your smile... Clinging tightly to our tether... Needing the warmth of your soul surrounding mine. And your quiet, rumbling voice reassuring me, As the strength of your arms enfold this cold and fragile form. Craving the feel of your lips against mine The breath of life to lungs that require your scent. Staring longingly at the stars... Wishing, sadly, that I could spend my nights looking upon you as they do.