Pisaries Creator

In the Meantime

You

Are up there,

And

I am down here.

You

Were always with me,

Listening,

And hearing my voice quiver.

My high pitched words,

Sounding like unsettled screams,

As you stroked my fears away.

Every day you are gone,

I am unsettled,

Not still,

Not sure,

Wondering,

And waiting.

Sometimes it is

Unbearable for me,

And I think

When this feeling ends,

Will I be stronger?

You

Have moved away,

For such a long time,

Way over there,

And

I miss you,

Now.