I don't understand where this came from This space between us Interrupting connection I can't reach you, though you are right here I hear your words I feel them And then you're gone Slipping through my hands like silt You speak, but you're a million miles away You don't want to be I see you fighting it I know you are exhausted I know you need me I'm hoping this is a temporary trip That you'll return to me soon And I'll recognize the excitement in your eyes The feeling that enveloped my soul the day we met And has carried my heart each day since Come back to me, love When you are ready I want all of you Forever
You rolled across my body and soul, working the aches out of my tired back. This poem won't behave. The writing streak is over. I know that all good things must come to an end. The sidewalk cracks, the glasses break, both bull and matador die. And when I lie down at night on the living room couch, the ten steps to your bed and to your heart seem like a thousand miles away.
I constantly thinking of you, I picture your beautiful eyes watching mine. I imagine what it would feel like to be in your arms. Im falling in love with you, but I'm drowning,
in my doubt, in my self-sabotage that you don't love me.
This distance between us kills me, I'm trying to hold on, I want to believe that you want me but the way you act sometimes pulls in this wave of rejection and fear and everything comes crashing down in my face.