awakening from afternoon dreams
sweaty, shaken, rattled.
it’s those same dreams I always have
the ones that remind me of home,
the funny thing now is I am home
and they seemed even more real this time.
the chasing, the taunting, the shadowed eyes
and me running, running away.
I miss you today, my distant one
I know you have gone for good.
gone from the space that you filled in my heart
gone with the safety you brought.
I feel your distance painfully
I feel all the mistakes that I made.
on afternoons such as this, in moments like these
I just want to hear your voice.
I felt safe when I left my words in your ears
when I left on them pages you read.
I believed that you cradled them in the crook of your arm
where they could safely fall asleep.
I miss you with a tender, bittersweet sting
that pierces that empty hole.
in my heart, where you touched me so softly
and then you went away.
with sweetness I think of you now
I do hope your smile shines.
you made me feel like I could
and I did for a while through your eyes.
you always sparkled in mine
perhaps just a little too bright.
so that now that you’re gone, in this darkness
the contrast is just too profound.