Midnight Phone Call

You know,
I can’t see you without me.
So…just tell me you
Long for me,
and I’m yours.

Because I miss you when you’re gone.
I miss you when you’re here.
The timber of your voice
And the whispers
After midnight,
Keep me awake,
Just thinking about
What we could be.

You are a part of me.
Like the bones in my chest,
Protecting my fragile heart.
You are a part of me.
Like the very air I need,
To exist in this space.

I have so many things to tell you,
But I’m too afraid to say them.
I know you feel it, too, though.
So we both sit here,
Waiting.
Waiting for the other,
To say those secret words.

But, before I can rip my heart out,
Before I give you a piece of my soul,
We say goodbye.
We end the call with a,
“Talk to you tomorrow.”

Tomorrow.
Tomorrow is another day
That I’ll ache for you.
Tomorrow is another day
That my blood will sing for you.
Tomorrow is when I’ll say it.
And then…