Sunday, May. 26, 2002 - 10:49 p.m.
I’m fine during the periods between sunrise and sunset. Even into the early hours of darkness, I have no sense of being alone.
It’s when I close the lights, and darkness floods my room. The sheets feel cold still, and my heart takes a deep breath. That’s when it comes to me like a chill in the night. I grow lonely in my bed for you. That’s when I try to get you out of my mind. I long for you intensely. I wonder what you are doing and if you are thinking of me. And who you are with, and if you are happy, or feeling erotic in a way.
The loneliest time of day is when I know you are still up and about, and not reaching out to me. That your mind and heart are fill with something else.
I pray that you miss me and want me near you as I do. And that I am not alone in the yearning I feel
I pray alas to fall asleep and not think you any more, for doing so feeds my thirst for you, which grows ever more deep and unquenched.
Lord have mercy on me! Christ have mercy on me! Lord have mercy on me!
