Last night,
I was surrounded by people-
like-minded and beautiful.
My heart was pounding,
and I had a resilient smile
despite how shy my voice felt.
I kept scanning their faces,
when they weren't looking,
lingering for safe seconds,
searching for something.
I couldn't tell what it was
there was a lack of then.
Or why I almost felt content,
but really more like
a half-full glass of wine.
But I began to catch hints,
when people began to retire.
I caught my ride back,
and climbed into
my empty sheets,
fumbling with
my silent phone.
Until sleep
took my hands
and laid them
over a deep hole.
When I woke,
and my arms
reached out
for warmth
I knew what I was missing.
You.