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