My Yin

I miss you, do you miss me? My soul feels empty, like I've lost my everything. The pressure behind my eyes screaming to burst through the seams. I miss your breath in my face, I miss your warmth. I miss the way you look at me, and when we don't have to say a thing. If I could replay what I did wrong, I would staple my lips shut Bury my thoughts deep below the Earth. It feels like I'm losing my person- my soulmate. If I could hold you close, I'd never let you go. There we could be forever, the yin to my yang.