Distortion

The days become weeks, become months, become years. A lifetime, and it still isn't enough time to love you.
I think of you constantly, missing the laughter, longing for the smile and the way you said my name in that way no one else could. It's dark now, the eternal darkness of the solitary soul.
The keys jingle, a distant memory, a sound that echoes across time, surpassing distance. Can you hear my soul scream? The noise threatens to consume, yet when I open my mouth to release it, no sound comes forth. Does it echo across time? Do you hear my heart beat?
Life continues, yet remains barren and colorless. Nothing is simple, nothing fulfills. I am a man dying in a desert with no water.
Sleep overtakes me, bringing with it dreams of the life I should have with you here in my arms.