Empty Spaces

Missing people

 I wish you
Were here to hit me
I miss your fists against my face
I haven't felt that burn
Since last October and
I swear I'll leave a mark for you
On my skin or
Heart-
Somewhere I can feel it
In the dark
I need someone
To touch me with
Hands that fit and tremble
Who can reach across and
Stem the

Rush of blood to my brain
A steady voice
Who doesn't know
The things I've done

Or what
I did to you