A silence with you
Is not
a silence

But a moment rich
with peace

You were broken
I was broken
But our broken parts fit
together, perfectly.

Its Late
or early
there’s no difference anymore.
Sleep is a ghost that taunts,
a memory that haunts,
and a feeling that I can't quite remember.
I move towards it,
never getting closer
always the same distance away.
I want it,
badly,
my eyes
are heavy,
but still
its too far out of reach.
I can't ignore this.
I can't rest.
Too many thoughts,
too many feelings,
rocking me at my core.
All I want to do
is lay down,
close my eyes,
and drift off
into a deep
sleep.
Where all my problems
and worries,
cease to exist,
if only for a few hours.

My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

I'll *******,
If you want.
Cause I want it
Just as bad as you do.
But I also want to hear the rustle of the sheets
When you turn over in the middle of the night.
I want to feel your hot breath on my neck.
I want the stubble on your chin to graze my cheek
As you kiss me gently on the forehead.
And when I whisper "goodnight," you don't have to reply.
Just nudge me with your knee
Or poke me with your elbow.

Its 7:30am
She's still in my bed
I don't know this woman
She has become a stranger
though she used to be
someone more profound
The sunlight hits
her face and
I'm reminded of who
she once was
She really is beautiful
but beyond that
I don't know her
I'm tired, worn out
sick of waiting
for the day
she turns to me
and tells me that
she is back
from the abyss
of her
depression