Food is dust in my mouth without you. I see you in my dreams and all I want to do is sleep. If my house was filled with gold, it would still be empty. If I was king of the world, I’d still be alone. If breath was all that was between us, I would stop breathing to be with you again. The memory of you is my shadow and all my days are dark, but I hold on to these memories until I can be with you again. Only your laughter will make them light; only
