My head.

If you could take a peek inside my head,
you would be terrified by all the higgledy-piggledy chaos.
You would find loads of things I need to do,
loads of things I want to do,
many loads of obligations,
and a whole bunch of things which are simply trash.
Sometimes it gets so loud in there,
so much commotion,
so much talk,
so much movement,
that it all makes me dizzy.

My life is not crazy busy right now as it used to be,
but his is, which is kind of the same thing.
I miss some quiet time with him,
the kind of time when there is no need to say anything,
time to stare at each other aimlessly.

Thinking of all this,
I have come to realize,
that it is possible for two people
to live together,
eat together,
sleep together,
and still deeply miss each other.