Sometimes I long
For a night without a broken heart
Look at the stars
Without thinking how hard the hit would be if they fall
Because that’s what they’ve tended to do
Howl at the moon
Free at last
Sometimes I long for you
Mother
Sister
Brother
Friend
Sometimes I long for things that never end
Transcend
Time
Even after time is done
Sometimes I think I’m wrong
Illogical
Inane
Unchanged
For longing it at all
The darkness calls
With winter weapons unsheathed
Frozen dirt beneath
Fingernails digging through graves
In periodic waves of inspiration
Anatomization of scars I’m losing
I love you so much
I still fall apart
But
Sometimes I long
For nights without a broken heart
And know
They are not far
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