you’re still gone. but farther now. or is it further. i don’t know at all.
You only want me at night. I remember when it was the morning and you’d tell me how much you wished i was there with you.
You’re still with me in the crowded rooms with the music blaring. I’m surrounded by smiling faces and I too am smiling. I find myself drifted off into a place where you’re behind me with your head on my shoulder. I feel safe and at ease. I’m back and I realize you’re not there. At first I feel cold but I drift back into the place you’ll be and I hold it. “Soon”
Even with the short uneventful conversations we have every 2-4 days, I still look forward to hearing from you. I know you’re lonely and you’re searching for peace and yourself, we all are, remember me though. Don’t forget the looks we have given each other and what they meant. The lack of words we shared should mean something. The lack of promises we made.