Tonight, I open my eyes. Tonight, reality becomes real to me. <br />Before now, there was denial, and I have lived there for so long. <br />In his arms there was comfort and outside there was nothingness. <br />Now oblivion seeps in. <br /> <br />I longed for him. <br />I longed for him as a leaf searches for the sun to drink in its rays. <br />I longed for him, and I am longing for him still. <br />As I look upon his face while he sits next to me, I know he will never return. <br />I search in this endless night. <br /> <br />Tonight, I acknowledge that which I have known. <br />My lover's gone and I never felt him go. <br /> <br />And wherever he went, it's not going to make me need that love any less.<br /><br />she is made of cigarettes and magic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/admittance/
