For me, the sleep deprivation of it all is the truly torturous outcome I lie awake pondering How little effect I have on you... All the while realizing what a tremendous impact you have in everything I am Each movement, Each notion Each smile At times I see only you as I glance at my reflection in a window pane I see your eyes staring back at me Those inescapable eyes that I so often lose myself in Wishing I could lie in the softness of them And dance in the tiny bit of sparkle they give off Wishing that they were able to speak to me Words that I so dearly wish you would say Wishing for them to reveal the trapped thoughts inside of you To show me the man at the end of those seemingly endless gazes Uncovering the stealth nature of your being allowing your heart to open to me So that I can not only discover your soul But to assure myself that in the baring of my own, The two will never be alone