Empty Space

The house felt huge. Massive, the walls were too far apart and the ceilings too high. Every foot step echoed in the emptiness as every floor board squeaked.

It had been easy at work.. Normal, really, save the sad looks that all said, "I'm sorry honey, are you okay." And the worried smiles that passed by her office door. But home, home was different. It was bare somehow, cold, empty, and desolate.

She's gotten used to him creeping out from behind her bedroom door at the sound of her clambering in through the back porch. She was used to peering in the living room to find him asleep, bare chested on the couch. She was used to throwing her arms around him, nusseling his chest and complaining about her day. She was used to having him, just like before. But now, like before, he was gone.

Now she was alone. So alone. She's run alone, eat alone, sleep alone. Before when she had no plans, she relished it for she had more time to lie and laugh in his arms. Now... She just felt empty. Too much space. To much air. Not enough time. "Someday," she thought, "someday we'll have endless time together." But for today, she was... Alone.

Steam of you and me

The cold dark prisms that angulate in your miss matched origami soul, leave me breathless.

I fight waves and patterns and strong holds just to know the feel, the release of letting go, of no longer wanting, of screaming... No no no... For all to hear.

It's this fear of the unknown, the darkness, and the undertow that captivates me... Sedates me.. And reminds me that with out you.. I am not whole.

So sing strong and high, my bird of prey. Keep my close to you, part of you, and most of you. Enrich my feeble minded heart with hopes to be fulfilled and stop tramping past the walls that I have built.

Break them, take them. Take me, for I am yours. I have been running for too long and my heart now beats strong.. Bong bong bong. In one voice, one final song, for see I've loved you all along.

So unchain these holy heels of metal that clasps, resuscitate, and underestimate the power of desire to transpire far beyond the realm that even I can tell. Unleash me, set me free, for yours, to be. Please.

Just have me. Have all of me.