In the early mornings

The hours between night and day

When you wake up alone and confused

And you wonder if the pain will ever subside, much less end 

And when the only counterweight

Is your entire self crying out for her

Her soul

Her heart

Her body

And you realize it’s somehow enough

To love her from afar

To yearn for her in uncertain hope

As you’ve done for years

It will get you through

Until the next morning