The Love Seat

A Poem by Not here

I walk alone at night, when all around it's freezing.

My skin is shivering while my breath inside is seizing.

The only warmth is from my own hand I am squeezing.

Wish it was you that held me; this feeling isn't pleasing.

So I sit alone on a love-seat meant for two.

But after all the cold nights I've been through,

this feeling to me is anything but new.

Why can't you be here with me and share it, too?

There's so many places that I would like to go,

and so many things I would like for you to know.

They say when you're apart, the feeling -it will grow.

But the last time I saw you feels like ages ago.

So I cuddle up on a love-seat meant for two.

Beside me is a tub of ice-cream I've been through.

And the show on the screen is not even close to new,

but I know you'd love to be held and watch it, too.

Where are you right now? Outside and in the cold?

Or are you in the warmth, inside of a house of gold?

'Cause the happiness you feel, or so I've been told,

could never be broken or frozen or ever grow old.

Now I'm sleeping on a love-seat meant for two.

And it's a long night that I'm getting ready to go through.

Now the dream I'm having is between old and new,

but like all of them, the main star in it is you.

Because the only star in the sky I see tonight

is you -as you shine up there on your nightly flight.

Down here, our love feels simple, true, and right,

but each lay as I fall asleep it's still a fight.

Now I'm losing the war of a love-seat meant for two.

And I'm bowing down as the army's marching through.

'Cause this morning when I woke up I just knew

that I couldn't hold you tonight, but I love you.

I hope someday, you'll understand just how much I do.

Until then, I'm waiting on a love-seat meant for two.

Until then, I'm waiting on a love-seat, sleeping through.

Until then, I'm waiting on a love-seat meant for you.

© 2015 Not here

Author's Note

We have this really old, 2-seating couch that's called a "love seat" in our house. Been in the family for many, many years. I dunno what kind of interesting things are in its cushions. Decided to mix it with the feeling of loneliness/missing someone extremely, and this is what I got. Hope you liked it :)

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Tessa Danielle Guise

I though that poem was amazing.. I really enjoyed reading it. I though it was really well written.. I love how you wrote it.. In that poem you can feel that you were missing someone.. Great job and keep the hard work up :)