Time does not pass. Silence lies where the sound of your voice once occupied, the once overheated room that we both temporarily inhabited grows colder every second that you are not within it. The bed has been formed and accustomed to the both of our bodies, but now only my side is filled and yours is left empty. As empty as the hopeful words that I surround myself with to assure me that if i lay here just a little while longer that you will return home. I call this wretched place by that name because it is quite literally the only way to describe what it was when you and i once were.
My heart is heavy, but not quite as heavy as my stomach grows every time that I hear your name or voice. It drops out of my body whenever i think of us regaining what we once had together. It gets so heavy that it tells my body that it has reached the maximum capacity and if anything more were to be forced within it, my entire body will convulse and present the contents to the outside world to be flushed away as it all should have been from the moment that the first tear was shed.
Although now, I cannot quite comprehend the idea of ever being without you. If not for you I’d never have known the true wonders of the world. There would be places I’d never have seen, feelings I’d never feel, and words that I’d never have learned the meaning of. For you were the key that opened the blinds that were locked tightly over my eyes for every previous moment of my existence. If not for you, I'd never have learned the true meaning of hope. With that, because of that, i am still here, hoping that you will one day return.
No matter how long it will take you to realize your mistake and settle yourself back into my arms I will wait. Do not call me insane or obsessed and do not worry for all would be for not. I am merely the one who will love you unconditionally and be your way home when that is what you have lost.
