Without You...

A morning that goes 

Without your good morning,

Seems as if 

It wasn't morning at all.

A day that goes

Without a single text 

From you,

Seems as if

It wasn't a day at all. 

An evening that passes

Without your goodbye,

Seems as if

It wasn't an evening at all.

But night, the night is all mine!

The night is always meant to be alone

With me, 

My musings, and

My moon,

All shining brightly

Behind

The darken doors.