wethinkwedream:

Every day my quiet love grows slowly and true and

Every day I think about how I’ll miss you and it will be hard

To fall asleep when you are in another light, not watching

The same sunset glow. It will be hard to wash the dishes

And go grocery shopping and laugh and cry with all this space

Round me but home can be split in two and I will wait for

Wholeness outside of me to come back.