Missing Heart

Four hearts beating
In a house
Where there should be five.

I know that the time is soon approaching
When he will be back
Here, without having to leave.

But just now,
Just today,
That time seems far away.

Here for a week, then gone again.
The week was great, but it makes
This time, harder.
This time, more lonely.
This time, quieter.

Eight weeks is too long.
Ten days is too long
Tonight is too long.

I know it will be worth it.
I know the time will pass.
I know tomorrow will be one less day.

But especially now,
Tonight, more acutely,
I miss my heart.