I Write Poetry

As I lay in my empty bed another night I long for the warmth of your arms wrapped around me. I crave your touch and the feeling of security your love provides. The smell of happiness radiates off of your skin mixed with the scent of your lingering cologne and sweat.

For another night I will hug my pillow tightly imagining it is you next to me. I will go through another lonely night until I can finally be in your arms and end this loneliness.