Sitting here.
Listening to the gentle ebb and flow of a seemingly endless sea of blue.
Looking out into a nothingness broken only by stars and distant, twinkling lights.
Proof that there are others who ponder their existence in this absolute darkness.

Sitting here.
My restless mind impervious to the calming rhythm of the waves.
But all these disorganized thoughts keep leading me back to you.
Its been so long since I`ve held your strong hand in mine.
An eternity since you`ve enveloped me in your warm embrace.
A forever ago that I felt your gentle kiss on my forehead.
I can barely remember what it feels like.
Only that your hand fits perfectly into mine.
And the way you hold me tight like you`ll never let go.
And that tenderness in your eyes when you look into mine.

Sitting here.
Counting down the days until I`ll be in your arms again.