Poetry: Everywhere, Everything, Everytime

It’s hard to believe I’m not making a home with you

My dear

When I’m here, you’re everywhere

You’re wrapped in blankets beside me though miles away

My love

In your arms, I find home

You’re in the laughs

Ringing ever slightly empty

Shared when you’re not here

You’re in the tears

Running thick through mascara

My finger hovering over your name, your call

You’re in the food I make

The shows we watch

The showers I take

Thinking of the last one

The last time

And waiting for the next

Yes; always waiting for the next

Life with you is holding my breath

Waiting for the next moment

I see you

And remember the person I am; not what they say about me

You’re here in everything we do

Slipping through cracks