An argument for us

Who knows what dawn will bring for us tomorrow?
Especially when tonight,there is only silence between us.
There is a gaping hole in my heart
A deep,overwhelming emptiness when we have nothing to share
A gulf between the two parts of our married souls.
How can i find you?
How will you find me?
If neither of us are willing to leap the distance.
I can feel you shaking in the dark,
You're sobbing in the next room
and when I kiss you, your cheeks are bitter with the taste of salt- still sweet on my lips however.
I miss you...

I miss holding you
and feeling your breath on my neck when we do embrace
I miss your head on my chest
and my fingers though your hair
I miss the rhythm of our heartbeats
The way they pulse in turns as if they're in conversation- understanding one another
In agreement that here, is where they'll always belong.

It is not the unknown that I fear
rather the prospect of facing it without you that dares to paralyse me.
We've endured much together
and perhaps there is nothing decidedly unique about us-
but you inhabit my colourful imaginings.
What picture will we paint if we don't build the bridges?
We have taken different paths to find each other at mesopetomia.
Both the paths arduous and less than perfect
but they are ours still.

I consider that joy may exist only in eutopia therefore,
Our imperfection is perfect in its nature.
For through it, I have learnt much and learnt still, that there is still much to be learnt.
We've hurt and we've laughed
We've destroyed and we've built
We've struggled and relented
Separateness has drawn us to be united.

I can't say that you complete me
Or that you are the joy in my world
(Perhaps I can)
If I must be honest -
It is because you represent everything that I believe in,
and help me to comprehend that which I do not.
It is because have you have touched every part of me,
And welcomed both my shortcomings and my abundance.
It is because we've come from nothing and are daring to pursue everything that I am still and will always be, utterly in love with you.
No matter what tomorrow brings - even our separation - I will have hope for us,
and faith in us.

The silence won't depart until we have learnt from it what we must
and frankly, the silence is welcome.
The absence of our spoken rationalities and careful negotiations of our respective and combined trinities reminds me of you and of us as something infinitely more supreme than ourselves may have intended.
True and pure...