Writings from 9:40pm

Do you understand what never means?
Not ever again.
For the remainder of your days. 
No matter what you do. No matter how many times you pray. No matter how hard you cry. 

Just when you think never has turned into now, you'll wake up. 
You'll realize, it's only in your dreams that never doesn't exists. 

As the depths of your soul cry out. 
As they long for which they cannot have, your mind will slowly fade.
Wishing to transcend, you'll sink.
Confined to a place thats past.

You can rest, smile and laugh, but underlying is a hollow space.
The passenger seat, the other side of the bed, the spaces between your fingers.
The bliss of my arms around your body.
The part of you I completed. 
That space.
To remain forever empty for you and I are never.