I waited for you patiently.
I prayed your arrival be safe & adventurous.
I longed for you in my inner chamber, a place reserved only for you.
I bled many nights a tear stained letter.
As the moon reminded me of another day's passing.
Sorrow has been a torturous affair.
I now question your existence.
Have I been a fool?
Have these prayers dissolved before reaching our Maker.
Have I not believed?
What am I lacking?
Am I just too much or simply not enough?
This apartment has become cold, chilled by silence.
An emptiness only love could cure.
I no longer call for you.
I no longer know you.
I am not the girl I used to be.
I hope I'm better.