The miles spread between us,
The empty space in the bed next to me,
The ache in my heart is too strong,
I need to feel you, touch you
but the thought of you is all I can hold on to.
Memories of our time together,
Whiskey smiles and Malbec kisses,
A nostalgic smile becomes a wicked grin.
Stories of our past force their way into the present,
Forest walks and bookstore dates,
The pain of your absent touch subsides.
I see your smile in a fountain’s spray,
Hear your laughter in the wind,
Read your favorite poet aloud,
Sometimes I hear your voice in the wind,
A calming, soothing comfort
but when I turn my head you aren’t there.
I come home after a long day,
To an empty house, absent your presence,
And it’s not the face I’m longing to see.
I sing to the songs we used to sing together,
Walk the same streets we used to run down,
But there is no you to sing or run with,
I go through old letters, old pictures,
Desperate to see us together again,
Back where we belong, completed,
Laughing, smiling, living, loving.
Maybe you hear the wishes I whisper to the stars
Or maybe you don’t, but perhaps if you listen closely
You’ll hear my song for the stars across the distance.
I tell them about you, about us,
How the distance is worth the wait,
How I’ve never felt this loved before.
Maybe if our wishes turn into stories that the stars write,
We’ll find our way into each other again.
The stars tell me, even for them,
A love like ours, is once in a lifetime.
Till then I’ll walk the same roads, sing the same songs,
perhaps each tune, each path is leading me back to you.
For now, all I can give is my words,
Always fearing the worst,
Waiting for you to come back to me.
In collaboration with @september-stardust
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