Some Hurdles Seem So High

I can't sleep
Not even after a warm shower.
Are you sleeping ?
I wandered
About the house, peered out the windows.
Is someone out there ?
I thought about
Our past and the path through the present.
How did we get here ?
The future seems
So far, I think my heart could break.
Am I worthy of the effort ?
I am sinking
Into a melancholic reverie, warm, easy.
What is this strange calm ?
My head is filled
With the scent of you rising from my damp skin.


Which way from here ?