What do I tell you?
That I miss you so, I am consumed by this obsessive longing - I see snippets of you everywhere I turn?
How do I go about saying hello?
Act cool as if your presence doesn’t bother me as much and hide this wanting to fling myself at you, hold you tight and never let go?
Should I immediately reveal how much power you have over me?
Should I act like a fool and bow to your whims like a slave, honored at the token peonage?
After all, I owe you my happiness, I owe you my day.
Would you even remember my love?
The kind that I have sacredly conveyed through my touch, my voice and my every prayer?
Would you still have the heart to accept the same from me?
Would you still want to go home to where I am- and want me by your side at night, giving what comfort I could provide?
Would I ever have the time I prayed for with you?
Though it hurts to ask and be denied such gift…
Let me say it here for you to know…
You always, always have a piece of my heart with you.
Now that you’re here, I am once again complete.
