Something happens when we part.

It’s cold. It’s painful. It’s a tear.

My motivation fades and my chest sinks.

Until I’m back in your arms, I will be restless.

Until I can feel your warmth, I will be frigid.

Until I can be in the presence of you love, all i’ll feel is unsettling angst.

You’re my person, for real this time and I’d do anything to just stay where you are.

Until then, I’ll try and be silent. For the overwhelming feeling of need is uncomfortable for even me.