I miss the comfort of your embrace
I miss waiting for your calls
that never came
I miss the excitement of planning things that we never did
I miss waiting to see you each day those days lifted my heart but for only for a second,
as I never got to see you at all.
Each night I spent in quiet isolation, in death, only to unravel myself in the dark, knowing loneliness would be my only companion. The layers I put around your going grew thin.
Each morning I added new layer to myself with the sunrise,
All the time knowing my quiet desolation would be my only partner once more. As the moon grew bright and full and the light shed only enough for me to notice that I was in the same spot with the same darkness, waiting for a new hope that never came.
I will miss missing you.