I know I shouldn’t
But i miss you like the sun misses the moon.

I can’t help
But miss you like a rain filled sky misses the sun.

No matter how much I try
I still miss you like a desert misses the rain.

I wish I could stop
But I keep missing you like the darkness misses the light

I see your picture
And miss you like the night sky misses the stars

I miss you like the cold of winter misses the heat.
I miss you like the blind misses sight.
Like the lame misses walking.
Like a wound misses healing.
Like an alcoholic misses liquor.
Like an addict misses the high.

Without you
I feel like a warrior without their armour
Like the world without people.
I am the world and you are the people.
Without you, I am nothing.

Yet you are a parasite to me,
slowly chipping away at my core,
unaware of the destruction in your wake.

And I just can’t stop missing you.

It is black tar running through my veins in place of blood
It is maggots digesting my dead, decaying skin
It is nightmarish thoughts eating away at my soul
It is a dark killer hunting me in the dark
It is a lion tearing at my skin and devouring its prey
It is a black hole annihilating everything in its path
It is a storm leaving only a desolate landscape in its wake
It is a cancer in my brain, consuming me
It is the destruction of everything good in my life
It is jealousy

when the lights go out
the dark parts of my thoughts come out

a weapon to fight them i am without
they attack me with force, i am filled up with doubt

a silent cry for help i shout
but nothing becomes of it, they will always surmount

you let me believe we were something
you broke my heart over and over again
In my chest, my heart painfully thumping
leaving me hopeless and wondering when
you decided i wasn’t enough
I never thought life could be quite this rough

your lips on my skin were like fire
little did i know they burnt through my soul
leaving a gaping hole when you left
forcing me to die
all alone

Your lips
Are bliss
Upon which
I land so
Gracefully
With every kiss. <3

As the moon loves the stars, and
as the sun loves the sky, and
as the shorelines love the ocean,
I Love You.

The Moon is like lovers -
some so full of themselves
you can't break your gaze
away, while others
are half-lovers -
here tonight, gone
tomorrow - and then
there are those -
the quarter-lovers
- you know, the kind
who shine and pass by -
slow in the short nights
- not stopping long
enough to even whisper
- goodbye, my love.