thoughts are racing through my head,
i have no words to give them meaning
and there’s this lingering, empty feeling
- reminding me we are apart
the nights are cold and sleepless
i have no one but myself to blame
my body, paralyzed by my own brain
- and my own manifested weakness
i anticipate my return to you
and though i know i left
i’ve become emotionally bereft
- at the absence of your being
i love you, my sweet city of angels
my home, my heart, my muse
i’ll return to you when i’m ready
- you’ll always be the one i choose
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