I toss and turn.
Much like the sea.

I can no longer inhale the air you're breathing.

It's as if we are no longer words apart...
But chapters instead.
Maybe even further away than that.

I'm confused as to who you think I am.
I'm even more confused as to who you really are...

Do I wait?
Or should I keep turning the pages without you?

Simple things mean the most.

Your words sew patches...
On the holes others have left behind.

And I smile at the thought of your eyes meeting mine.

With every sunset...
I wonder if I'm your last thought...
Before the pillow holds your head gently.

And if your dreams taste as sweet as the life you lead.

I promise...

To hold you as much as you need.
To kiss the wounds that cut you so deeply.

I'll try my best to get you to smile.
Or to laugh at my silly jokes.

And when the evening air fills our lungs...
I'll sigh...
Just thinking about how grateful I am to have you by my side.

Don't be afraid to do things alone.
Those coffee shops and book stores you love...
Are still there waiting for you with open arms.

And even though you may feel silly eating alone at your favorite places...
Remember that you're going to be okay.
Because as the days come and go, you grow stronger.
Your independence strengthens.

I know some nights get lonely...

But you'll be just fine.
Don't live in fear of this single title.

Do things for yourself.
Explore.
Find new things to try.

Do it for you.

I hope you're sitting in the same chair you always did.
Strumming your guitar to a new tune.

I haven't forgotten everything.
Even though I've wanted to.

You're still holding onto me.
My heart is still on a leash.

And with every tug,
I refuse to fall back.
Instead I pull even harder to break free.

I am so close.

You've been hurt.
And the pain is still there from what I can see.

But I want to know who you are.
And what battles you've won.

Because you mean something to me.
I don't want you to fade into a memory that I turn back to and wonder.

Deep down, I want to know what will happen with us.

Because everything about you melts my heart.

With tiny steps I conquer demons in secret.
As if only when lightning strikes do I feel most powerful.

And with every movement your tongue and lips make...
I find it hard to believe they are moving against mine.

Maybe I'm just living inside my head.
Where the lights never go out.
Always awake.
Always thinking.

So when lightning does strike...
I will feel your lips.
My power.
To defeat anything in my path.

I feel your arms around me still.
Even though you're not here.

I like to pretend this bed is just the right size.

And without hearing your voice...
I can still remember it.

Without seeing your eyes.
I can remember looking into them.

Even though we are far apart.
You are not forgotten.

And when I finally decide to come back your way.
I waste my time or breath.

Because even though you still come to mind...
I can't bring myself to stand in front of you once again.