Monday, June 30, 2014

to pee or not to pee

There should be a name for it. That weird sensation you get when you're dreaming and you know you need to pee. All of all sudden you know you can't or something bad will happen. You're not quite convinced the dream world is real so you won't go to the bathroom until you are safe.  I can't be the only person to have felt this way.
Right now. I so beyond tired I was sitting on the throne and could not pee. The exhaustion was bad enough that I wasn't in my full reality anymore. Three times I had to remind my bladder it wasn't wrong. You can pee here. It's meant for that to happen here.


My soul longs for you.
My body cries out for the comfort of your touch.
My ears strain to hear even a whisper of the melody of your voice.
My eyes fill with tears when I think of how long we have been apart.
My heart sits heavy in my chest.
My stomach is knotted and acidic.
My fingers grasp at nothing but memories.
My feet itch as they long to be walking toward you.

I am homesick for you.
You are my home.
I am heartsick for you.
You are my heart.
I am lovesick for you.
You are my love.