Gone

Tonight I'm longing for your body, wrapped in mine. Skin on skin with no relief. Between and around. All-consuming. It is not my desire I crave, but your belonging nest. Your arms. My cage of safety. My home. A long time I've been lonely, 413 days in total. All that time. It's crept up on me now. Full steam ahead. It seems I have fallen apart, not the first time. I've lost happiness again, not the last time. Continuing cycle. Tonight I'm alone with myself, bad company. Nothing surrounds me. No comfort, no refuge. You're still... gone.