An untitled poem by Amanda, on the pain of separation

I

As time continues, I slow down.
My feelings hold me still.
I think of you - my heart breaks into three,
Next time into four.

I can wish, I can dream,
But that doesn't get me anything.
I yearn, I weep and still I long to be -
With you.

Everything is possible in a dream,
But nightmares come at last.
No one hears my cries and screams,
So longer I must stay.


II

The world can be happy again
The skies have returned,
Clouds and storms are gone for now.
The sun, stars, and moon can be seen
and everything is brightened in that presence.