mornings

my eyes open to a new day, with my heart pounding in my chest and my breath short upon my lips. the small shreds of hope and faith, whose arms i seek solace in, fade into disappointment at the unchanged reality i exist in. fresh waves of missing you, and longing for you to feel the same, drenches me, overwhelmes me, drowns me. 

i guess my heart has yet to embrace waking up to days without you. i wonder if it ever will.