Alone

Lonely, missing him, and hurting. Can you feel it?

I sit down with my thoughts in hand
And I write.
I rest my head
Upon the safety of
My daydreams, and it’s here
Where I find what
I want.
I walk the miles alone
And wish that you
Could walk them with me.
I sleep in solitude,
Craving your comfort,
And wish that you
Could sleep here with me.
I hold my dreams in Isolation,
Desiring your company,
And wish that you
Could hold them with me.
I sit down with my thoughts in hand
And I live.
I rest my head
Upon the life
I’ve always known,
And wish that you
Could live it with me.


-MRB-