Rotting Soul

I fall into a space where galaxies do not exist.

Every thought I think is amiss.

Where do they run off to?

Can I hold anything for more than a moment?

Swimming in our own little, individual oceans.

I want our seas to mix.

I want you to exist.

I need you more than I did before.

Your body a rotting core.

Decaying heart.

Decomposed soul.

Come back to me.

Live with me.

I seek to find solace in you, to be with you again.

Perfect man?

You were only a man.

The thought of alcoholic drink and to drive, couldn't withstand.

Taking my hand, you did.

Leading me from place to place.

Only time can erase these wounds.

Do I still believe that?

Come back.

I miss you.

Dream of you.

Become you.

You are me, and I am you.

People get us confused.

I must keep you alive.