I Made Room For You In My Life

I miss you You miss me Yet we keep missing each other

I’m no good with waiting.

The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.

But I wait. For you.

When you avoid your feelings, you bury your passion

What is life without passion?

You stir the pot

Then wonder why I feel your messages are so mixed

I know better I just ache for it so deeply I am willing to risk my sanity

The darkness in my head thick viscid pulling me under

I once thought you had come to banish the darkness It turns out you only came to snuff out my remaining light

I wonder sometimes  - okay, more than sometimes - if your inner demons  - those bastards; fuck them - let you feel what you actually feel  - not just the watered down emotions which manage to filter through your walls - would you be able to love me  - would you be in love with me -