Insomnia, Claustrophobia and You

Those days, when you blinked
Your eyes had that shine
I could feel my insides lit
I could claim you were mine.

When you spoke, it was music
When you laughed, 'twas rain
Your scents intoxicated me
You freed me of pain.

Now I'm seeking droplets of laughter
In your dried and sore eyes
My voice does not reach you anymore
It just echoes, chokes, and dies.

Insomnia, claustrophobia have resumed
So has the weeping under the shower
Ages back, 'twas the wait for you
Tonight, waiting for it to be over.