Laying here, alone,
Listening to people I don't trust and
Making figures out of the darkness,
Ones who want to hurt me

I miss you
You make the blank black
Seem like an extra blanket,
Tucking me in for the night

The only sound,
Your breathing, shallow and fast
But soon deepens and slows
Pulling me into sleep

And yet alone,
My mind plays tricks on me
I think of the worst outcomes
Leaving a lump in my throat

I miss you.