Beyond Lines

Line Twenty-two

A month, a terrible and despicable month attempting to live without your presence.

But I've not lived.

I've only longed for... I've only missed you.

I've only loved you, more and more with the passing days.

My life depends on you, my wellbeing falters without your touch.

Your voice.

Your kiss.

Your embrace.

Your essence.

Everything of you.

You.

Come back to me, as I am miserable.

I could not sleep. Not even pills can keep my insomnia.

I am insomniac because of your lack of presence.

I need you. Please come back.

Don't let me fall once again, for I am already lost.

My feelings won't change.

You invade my dreams. And they turn into fantasies that will never be as they were before.

What was once was my reality is now my most longed and forbidden illusion.

Enamoured pales in comparison to what I feel for you.

Emptiness is nothing, since you left a black hole within me that has destroyed everything I once was.

And, thus, I continue my path alone, ever so broken and scattered.

I hope that one day, you will pick up the pieces and make me whole again.