Unstable

I close my eyes and your face starts to form.

I can’t touch you and the distance makes me mourn.

I look at my hands and see nothing but entangled fingers.

Your body is missing but your scent still lingers.

I am trying to clutch of whats been left of you.

Which are the tears you caused on my hands that had fallen to.

To me your on top of a skyscraper telling me your in love.

And I’m running up the stairs but I’m starting to have enough.

I’m almost to the the top and i know its not a race.

But then I wake up staring into space.

I stare at the stars expecting to feel your presence.

But you are just like the stars leaving me with absence.

And the stars don’t show, but just black as they can be.

My eyes start to flood wishing you can share this love with me.

-R.A.