I feel your warmth when you're here
your arms caress me
and warm me like a blanket
your arms are home
when you are here
I feel cold when you're there
a void that cannot be filled
attention that cannot be grasped
my voice that cannot be heard
You're different when you're there
my silence has you wondering
but then you resume your day
as if everything is okay
I always wonder
can you hear me?
can you feel my cold skin aching for your warmth
I long to know if you are thinking of me
as I am thinking of you
I long to know
if you know I need you here.
-M.W.