nothing, no one

I can't help but like, or even create lonely sounding poetry. I always think it comes out the prettiest.


I woke up missing you
My heart drips its love song into my tea
It dissolves into flat notes and a lonely melody.
Then turns into nothing, nothing today

I fell asleep missing you
My head spins its thoughts into my dreams
They evaporate and precipitate into dark days
Then leave me with nothing, nothing always.