I Left You

--dedicated to every place in Europe I have visited

I am
so
unhappy
without
you.

I have yet
to sleep
soundly
at night,
in my
so-called
bedroom
because
you are
so far away.

Nightly,
your presence
graces my
subconscious,
and I am
always
disheartened
to find,
it was
only
a dream—

and I
am so
sorry
I left
you.

I remember
vividly
that for
a split-second,
there was
an opportunity
I am sure,
to stay.

But all I did
was turn
to what I
thought
was comfort,
and home,
and I walked
away,
I
walked
away—

away from
my heart,
away from
dizzying happiness,
away from
the rejuvenation
of my spirit.

All I
feel now,
is a heavy,
boxed-in
emptiness.