I begin to make friends with shadows on my wall. Noone seems to suffice anymore. No one can compare to you. My tears burn my face, permanent trails engrave my skin, where the moisture was left behind. My heart is sore, words cannot describe. Life maybe eventful but its like Im in a straight jacket just watching it all go by. Its not that I want to be that way, but I can’t grasp the concept of being without you. Hands shake, reaching out for a place they are safe and warm and fit perfectly. My head is heavy, yet cannot rest, permentally disabled until I see you again. With every word I write, I am weary. I want to describe everything quiet perfectly as if you could see me now. My hair is knotted messy on top of my head, my clothes miss matched not like anyone else will see, eyes begin fading, the circles around get lost in the dark, stomach aching yet food cannot feel this part of me. I want to be with you now, we fit so perfectly. I can wait for my baby to live his dreams, cause mine is just that he is always happy. I love you don’t EVER forget it.
