Missing You

It hurts to lie in bed and think of you
I should have lost my memories, but no
Reminders of the love I know I knew
are all around, no matter where I go
My memories collide with what I am
Alone, and something else; I’m not sure what
Too many doors are closed; I felt them slam
I need to open feelings that are shut
My skin remembers you and your caress
My mouth remembers how you used to kiss
These longings are the source of my duress
I know that there is more to life than this
This bed of pain has robbed me of my dreams
Without you here beside me, so it seems.

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