Vacancy knows no place but my heart and soul,
In his words I don't know,
whether to run or hide,
I just know I weep inside,
weep inside for moments like this,
when the feeling in my chest is less than bliss,
less than bliss is realistic I guess,
but who wants to settle for less than their heart's best,
what makes us wish for a quickened pace throughout all time,
a notion that has been far too romanticized.

Though I love you more than my heart can allow,
I really can't tell how,
or why,
my mood seems to falter every time,
I have to compete for your attention or your time.

Maybe because my days are lonely and I've closed myself off from everyone else but you,
and though time seems commonplace,
it's all I have to carry me through,
maybe I'm just jealous, selfish or a little of both,
qualities I'm not proud of but with acknowledgment comes growth.

I don't want to share you when our time is so short and your distance isn't near,
Your voice the only thing I ever want to hear,

hearing you speak before I sleep is the closest thing I have to your touch,
I guess anger is easier to face than missing you this much.