Alexithymia

Wistful Morning

In the morn's embrace, I gently inquire,
How fares your soul on this day's desire?
Dreams whispered softly, they danced in my sleep,
Yet waking alone, in my heart, they seep.

A longing stirs deep, as sunlight cascades,
For days spent without you, like lonely charades.
In slumber's realm, your presence so near,
But reality's dawn, it fills me with fear.

Oh, how I ache, for your tender touch,
The warmth of your love, that I miss so much.
Though shadows of doubt cloud the path we tread,
I hold onto hope, where our memories are spread.

I wait, ever waiting, though your love may be gone,
For my heart refuses to believe, to move on.
In every sunrise, my yearning remains,
Yet deep down, I know, it's all in vain.

But still, my love, I cannot let go,
The bond we once shared, it continues to grow.
Though you've turned away, and found a new shore,
My heart beats for you, forevermore.

So, good morning, my love, how are you today?
In my dreams, you reside, never far away.
Though it hurts to wake without you by my side,
Know that I cherish you, with every tear I hide.