You left my nose running,

Like a faucet that won't stop,

Dripping endlessly,

Leaving me in a state of discomfort,

Searching for a tissue,

To stop the flow of mucus,

But you, my dear, are nowhere to be found.

Your absence is felt keenly,

As I sniffle and sneeze,

Attempting to clear my sinuses,

But all in vain,

For you are not here to offer comfort,

Or fetch me some medicine,

To ease my symptoms and soothe my sore throat,

And some tissues for my runny noise.

I remember the times,

When you would make me tea,

With honey and lemon,

And tuck me into bed,

With a warm blanket and a soft kiss,

Your presence a balm to my sickness,

But now, all I have is the memory,

Of your care and kindness.

I reach for the phone,

Hoping to hear your voice,

To feel a little less alone,

But it remains silent,

No text, no call, no text message,

Just the sound of my own breathing,

And the incessant drip, drip, drip,

Of my nose running unchecked.

As I lay in bed,

Feeling weak and achy,

I long for your touch to alleviate my misery,

To bring me warmth and solace,

But you're nowhere to be seen.

I try to distract myself with a book or a movie,

But my mind keeps coming back to you,

And how you used to nurse me back to health,

With your gentle touch and loving gaze,

And now, I am left to fend for myself,

As I drown in the sea of my tears,

Missing you more than words can express.

I long for the day,

When you will walk through that door,

With a smile on your face and a comforting embrace,

To chase away my illness,

And bring back the warmth and joy,

That only you can provide,

But until then, I am left with a runny nose,

And a heart heavy with longing.

So I sit here, with my nose running,

Like a faucet that won't stop,

Dripping endlessly,

Leaving me in a state of discomfort,

Searching for a tissue,

To stop the flow of mucus,

But you, my dear, are nowhere to be found.