Separation Anxiety

That strange little ache
In the corner of my heart
Goes on pestering me.

Like an incessant prick,
Trying to force a shriek out of my throat.

And yet, somehow, this ache
Is a constant reminder that I live.
And something else lives in me.

Something that I had thought long gone,
Continues to prove otherwise.
And it surfaces every time
When I am away from you.

Still, there is a strange relief.
The only hope that makes me strong enough
To believe that I will get through this,
The very knowing that tomorrow,
I will see you again!