I want to tell you everything. 
I want to be moved by what you have to say. 
I want to work together towards one purpose. 
But you're not here. 
My thoughts build up and wander in my head. 
My passions stagnate and my actions lay still. 
I walk alone. 

This is not how I want to be. 
I don't want to change for you.
I don't want to wait for you.
I don't live for you, and I never will. 
You are not my greatest desire. 
I hate the thought of you. 
My weaknesses are prodded.
My sins exposed.

I thought silence and solitude would be my friends. 
Not yet. 
I thought I would grow and find strength in the desert. 
I thirst.
But I don't drink the cup of water in front of me.

I want tomorrow to come,
but not if it's the same as today.

Sigh. 
I want.