Home alone.

Home alone.

So wide,

The bed,

It holds

No invitation.

An empty plain,

A desert.

Too quiet,

No breathing.

Strange

Shadows

On the ceiling.

The night,

Stretched out,

Taut,

Elastic,

Waiting to snap.

The air,

Pregnant,

With empty

Pauses.

Black holes

Where you should be.

I speak aloud,

To fill the gaps

With noise.

Wait,

For an answer,

Hoping for laughter.

I wonder

What you might be doing,

Wish it was with me.

Knowing

You are happy,

Is what

Keeps me sane.

Waiting.

For your return,

To make me whole,

Again.