Perfect
The phantom feel of your torso pressed to me
And your caresses to my cheeks
Fingers running through my hair
And Soft kisses pressed to my temple
A tear slips down my face
A mixture of joy and intense pain
filling me to the brim
Your face swims in the dark of my closed eyes
And Another tear falls as my fingers try to lock on air
The emptiness where your fingers ought to be so intense
I cannot seem to breathe
My heart drops to the floor
The imagined touches that much more devastating
as I know they won't be coming true anytime soon
A shudder wracks my form
Violent, wrathful
Agony seeps from my every pore
I want you, need you
You belong with me
And the miles that seperate should be nothing
Yet every inch feels like a tear to my heart
Your voice drifts to me through my haze
Feeding my addiction to you
The soft reassurances alleviating my insecurities
With every letter of every word
I love you that much more
If it weren't for these moments
My heart would have fallen to naught
Instead each sound of your voice
Your laugh
And your typed assurances
Mend a tear in the fabric of my heart
You make me whole
When I fall, you catch me
And as I cry, you soothe away my sobs
Frankly
It hurts
Not seeing you
Feeling you
The ghost touches and sights silently burn me alive
And then your voice sounds and the pain melts away
And I know,
no matter how much it otherwise kills me,
this is worth it.
This is perfect
Perfect because it means you
And you mend me
Make things Right again
Perfect pain
Torment
Agony
But perfect all the same
And so worth it
I love you
heart
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