The Words Ran Out
Tonight it hits me hard, Realising how much Spare time and silence I will have to bear Without your voice Laughing in my ear, Remembering how We would have to pause And awkwardly excuse One or the other of us From the conversation For a call of nature, Reminiscing over Nights when it seemed The words would never Run out and we'd delay Taking much needed sleep With news to share, Reflecting on moments Of mischief when distance Meant safety from your Tickling fingers and In the same instance Feeling much too far Away from your caress, It hits me hard tonight Recalling all of this, It hits me hard to Recollect such happiness And know there'll be no more.