My room feels so empty without your presence
Without your clothes strewn about my floor
And your body next to mine in bed
How can I possibly put into words how much it hurts to lay alone each night
Wishing you were with me
How can I tell you how much I wanted to wrap my arms and legs around you in a futile attempt to keep you from leaving me again...
But how I held back...thinking I am not being practical...
"He has his life...300 miles away" and I have to let you live your life...even if it is without me for now...
How can I explain how angry I am that your life can't be with me right now instead of nine months down the road
How can I possibly survive nine months with you constantly in my thoughts...but just not close enough to touch
And I am left with the memory of you in bed next to me
Your clothes strewn about my floor
And your scent still lingering in my unwashed sheets...

08/07/2004