Halfway

You're halfway there. And in every passing hour, I can feel you leaving.

But I am halfway there to let you know how much you're worth, to make you feel how much I miss you.

Unspoken thoughts consume what may be moments to spend with you. But then I stopped bothering to put competing yet improper words to my mouth. For I need to embrace every moment you stare at me. I need to kiss your every skin to grasp this reality.

And as time refuses to stand still, I have this unexplainable urgency to let you feel me... for every moment might be the last instance of feeling you breathe.

I had never been afraid of changes until you happened.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I fear tomorrow. If tomorrow you will no longer be there for me... if tomorrow I will top yearning the warmth of your care... if tomorrow means finding someone better... I might as well never sleep so tomorrow will never come.