Missing You

I found myself sleeping on your side of the bed, I thought it was because I like sleeping closer to the door. I realized that it is because I miss you.

But I have to do this, return your stony silence, not allow my heart to speak, because I’ve always come to save you.

Only God can do that.

You are running harder and faster than ever, your heart becoming more proud every day. It crushes me to see you like this. More than your words of hatred do.

You told me that you hope I die. God showed me that’s a lie. And that deep inside, you wish you would die, so you lash out and blame me for it all.

The man I love so much, is a broken boy.

Sleeping on the couch and fighting God.

So I’m here, on your side, because I miss you.