There I was cradled beneath your warm freckle embellished flesh.

This should be comfort, our vessels nestled so tightly against each other.

But I feel like an alien ship afloat in ominously calm water.

My body twinges in discomfort as I turn to face you.

"You aren't going to just disappear one day?" I meekly ask gingerly caressing your face.

Questions often times serve no purpose just to display the words your heart has already accepted.

Your lips whispered "no" as they drew closer to consume me and glean my cavern of any lasting sliver of hope.

You see, those who stay never have a reason to reassure you, they just do.