Who 

no one.
not a damn blessed soul
ever told me this road would end.

that everything just kinda,
stops.

Everything,

but me.

laying awake-
spinning,
healing,
falling,
waiting

in the absence of what never was.

illuminated by the love I see,
illuminated by the love I feel

inside of, and
for

you.

Yeah Babe,

You.