In my journal the initials of this person are written out. Think I'm putting them here? Surely you jest.
It's dark without you here.
The lonliness sets in, even
though
I'm surrounded by people,
Many of them my friends--
But they can't chase away
The lack of you.
Couldn't you have stayed
a bit longer?
Couldn't I have come a bit
sooner?
But the answers were no
And I had to be content
with waiting
Till tomorrow.
When you're here, everything's
perfect
Even if it's really not...
You cried when I told you
the bad news
And that hurt me
As much as it must have
hurt you...
But after a short time apart
All sins were forgiven
And things went back to
the way they were--
The way they were meant
to be, perhaps?
But whether that's true
or not,
When you're here, I see
by your light.