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12/04-Surrounded
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December 2004 12-5-04
5:10 am
I sit in my room.
Thinking of you.
Surrounded by your pictures.
Surrounded by thoughts of you.
Yet you remain allusive.
Just far enough out of my grasp.
Far enough to make me feel alone.
I still sleep with the shirt that smells of you.
And I love you more then I can ever explain.
But yet you leave me hanging out here.
Alone and afraid.
Am I asking too much from you?
Is that the problem?
Because all I know.
Is that you aren’t talking to me.
And I am separately/together.
And feeling terribly alone.
