Don't go

You are so spectacular. You glisten in the dark of night. You sing in the quietest of places. Your song is that of need, and I find myself singing along. 

I find myself shivering even under my covers, because I'm afraid of not finding my solace.

I find myself waiting all night, alone and dead, patiently in the dark, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for a call, literally praying to God that I can find some way to fill up the cracks. 

I wish silently that you would speak your mind, so I can untangle the knot in my heart and in my head, because I feel so alone even with my loved ones surrounding me. 

I find myself trying so hard to open my mouth and speak, but the way I'm gritting my teeth and spelling out my own lies almost makes it not worth anything.