Loneliness

I had to sit with myself today

As I have many times before

I thought about you

Just like I do

Every day

I thought about what you would do

If I was standing naked in front of you

But your hands haven’t touched me for months

And your eyes are empty

All these vulnerable spaces

Where your lips used to kiss

Are now just something

I sit here and miss

And the worst part

isn’t that you aren’t here

The worst part is

You’re always near

Just close enough for me to touch

But always too distant

And never close enough for me to love