By Talin Mari
Sitting in my chair, wondering where you are,
Pondering in my chair, when will you be back?
My eyes feel heavy, I sink deep into the cushion,
My hands fall listlessly to my thighs, helpless.
I fight to stay awake, the night has not yet come,
I try to lift my eyelids, but the night has now won.
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Was it all a dream?
Dreaming the dreams,
Feeling the dreams,
Hearing the dreams,
Opening my eyes,
Realizing it’s you,
Leaving no more.