I looked to the east
i looked to the west
i asked my door,
who did you let out?
I went to my bedroom
none was found.

My sitting room hosted me
in a lonely meeting.
My ceiling hung still and watches
my miserable night.

The four cardinal points of my room
stood still and watches me in mockery,
as i gathered the hours of my night in loneliness.

I am missing you.
I am missing you.
The solitude voice echoed from within.
Sitting on the imagination of my mind,
your presence once felt.

My door's wide open to recieve your returning
my bed lie still to feel the warmth of your embrace
when you lay down on it.
I feel my half is gone!
i feel like i am dieing!
I feel jaded.

Please come back home,
come save my dieing soul
longing for you.
I am lost thinking of you,
without you by my side i am lost.
Please come back home
for i am missing you.

If you'd let me
I'd stay on your
couch and listen
to your heartbeat
until I couldn't
hear anymore.

For
some
reason
this rain is
making me
miss you
less
.

I could have loved you like
a meadow
(forgiving and resilient,
fluttering with your every
word)
but you only wanted a small
amount of solice from
the wreck in your body and
your heart couldn't be
big enough
(couldn't be
soft enough)
for everything I was
willing to hand over to
it.
I don't think I'll ever stop
trying to give every piece
of me to people who
aren't ready to take it but if I have
to continue I would prefer to give
all of it to you. I'm so
scared
to
settle
but, god, if I'm
going to settle anywhere
I would want it to be
wherever you are.

Ultimately
I'm mad at myself
for believing
I could have
someone as lovely
as you.