No more visits my love

When I don’t see you

And I am all alone.

There is nothing.

A hall of blankness

An empty space of thoughts and imagination

That are nothing but meaningless.

But when I see you

When I eventually see you

My heart changes its rhythm

Your smile blows life into my stale heart.

There is thunder in my stomach.

Then butterflies

And then time flies

You are not here but there.

And it’s back to nothingness.

But this nothingness is different.

It has a voice that screams its heart out for you.

This nothingness is full of longing.

This longing grows and blows into sadness.

Then bland tears that are tasteless

This longing has a heart of its own.

And together with my own

They conspire to miss you and want you. long for you

A longing capable of tearing my heart into pieces.

No more visits my love