Where are you?
My mind starts to wander to all the places you could be.
I cringe.
The thought of you out there without me makes my bones groan and my body tremble.
My hands haven't stopped shaking since you left.
I ran out of tears to cry, but if I could, I would cry.
Every day is a fight to get out of bed, except for the fact that I burned my bed because I've started running from the sleepless nights where you sway in and out of my dreams.
In my dreams, you're holding me.
I can't do it anymore.
I can't have you in my dreams and wake up to nothing except for the brief flashbacks of you being here.
I run to the ocean, my only safe place left, but even that is tainted since you walked away.
The tide doesn't roll in empty handed;
It brings in memories of you with each wave in the same sense that the demons come at night with memories of you to haunt me.
I need you here.
I need you here.
I need you here.
I know that I have the story wrong though.
I know that you didn't leave.
I pushed you out.
I built up walls and expected you to climb them.
I know you tried to climb them.
I know that you tried to climb until your body began to shake and you were out of breath.
I know that I locked the door behind me.
But can't you see that I gave you the key?
Can't you be here now?
Can't you come home?