Empty Space
...empty space…
I wait for you…at night in bed
…there’s no pillow there, no physical reminder of what’s missing…
…but that empty space is yours, all the same…
…I keep my diary there and every night I write to you
…pour my heart onto those pages in hopes that you will hear me…feel me…
…my yearning for you…my soul constantly calls for you…
…know that I’m trying…every day to bring you closer
…know that I pray for you…for us…
That one day soon we will get it right…together…
…but until then…I wait…
