Understand

Deep depressions left on my heart by footsteps of my love walking away… away from the savage nature of my being… being afraid to grow and show things I know that show I love her… her eyes, her smile, her gentleness, her caring, her, being her… I love her… her song echoes in dream so I avoid slumber at all cost and that costs me my sanity which leads me further away, further astray… growing lonelier everyday… everyday is a struggle to understand… I don’t understand how two people can have the same ideals and beliefs and share love and not be able to speak… speak from their respective depths and breaths are wasted spent apart… apart from my love I’m less of a man… I’m less of a man than what I even believe I am, without love, I’m lost… …I'm lost without my love.
-Zachariah