Is this what it feels like?
I feel like I'm in space,
disconnected from my body.
Floatin' around in search of something,
but I forgot what I was looking for.
What is it you want me to say
that I have not already said?
I cannot read your mind, my dearest.
But I can read a room..
How do we proceed?
I have no way of knowing.
Anything at all, actually.
If you actually care, if you read my poems,
if you see my messages to you..
I love you.
And I promised you,
I would come to see you
as soon as I could.
I am making strides and moving mountains,
but I am aware this is something you cannot see.
I suppose I had hoped you could feel it,
deep in your bones..
Deep in the roots that entangle your soul,
the way I felt it.
But I had started to feel the pull months ago.
Why didn't I do something?
Ha, who cares...
What could have I even done?
You have always been the passive type-
never one to address a problem,
when you're experiencing
discomfort.
But I promised you, I would be there.
If you want me to continue to wait
suspended in the dark,
I will.
I still love you.
I just wish you would tell me the Truth.