We look at each other. Eyes locked to know what unison was. In a blue and brown vertix. This bittersweet void was suddenly found. I died to know what love was. What IT felt like?! Torturous to some. Others felt something like Bliss. But me nothing. Not even a kiss. Yet my heart ached. Oh my heart ached. To know she wasn't just a dream somewhere in a bed of possibilities. Opportunities laid curled up to know I was once a girl's tearful sob. Whispers of I love you till my heart stops. Papercuts never bled so sweet. To know I was lovesick for once at a time. Now this realization seems rather bleak. To comprehend I love more than anything. Hate wasn't supposed to be in my vocabulary. Yet even friends to me are almost something sacred. As I toss and turn. Knowing you on the other side you aren't there. Your heart gone somewhere I cannot reach. This abyss becomes comfort childishly. To know I can never sleep. Without the warmth of her words or hand. To know love was blind once. Now there's barely Love. I crawl. I scrape. I ache. To belong to some kind of sentimental again. To feel the phrase I Will never leave. And forsake again. Love the sweetest fruit. Can I wither away or get lost in her again? This my heart plummets to know. Love is torturous. Love is blind. Love is agony I don't want to leave behind. To know a kiss this sweet to leave. But can sugar sometimes bleed. Bittersweet and she's not just a void. It's the agony of never fully being complete. To know my heart is always hanging from my sleeve. Something it clings to unconditionally. To know in a room somewhere you still haunt me. To know I only love. Even when the gnash is too deep. Yet to her alone I breathe for.