he was gone before he left

it was so easy for you to walk away from the idea of us.
I wish I could say the same.

To write,
What you feel
And to feel
What you write
Is the feeling
When you feel truly right
Inspired

I reach across the chasm between us
to see if you’re still there
Remnants of a nightmare
linger in the air
The sleep that fills my head
disorients me but then
I hear you breathing next to me
and I feel safe again