The night stretches empty without you,
a wide silence that threatens behind my eyes.
I stand at the window, city lights too far,
your absence a quiet weight I carry in my chest.
Stars scatter above like distant signals,
cold and steady, refusing to bend.
I search their scattered light for any trace of you,
a flicker that might cross the miles between us.
My thoughts drift outward,
reaching across dark fields and sleeping towns,
hoping the same sky that covers you
might carry this longing back in return.
Don’t let go of my hand.
Even the stars feel incomplete tonight,
their quiet shine missing the warmth
of your heart reflecting them.
When you return, the stars will form their familiar constellations again
All guiding our hearts on their sublime path:
Together.
TenPastTen 
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