Night in Rusty Armor

The crickets chirp
It echoes.
Its empty,
Without you my love.
I stare outside
Consumed in Shadows
Pulled into a pit of despair.
It's on these nights I wish you were next to me
Fighting off those demonsional shadows
Safe and sound in your arms,
So foreign.
Yet so familiar.
I've never even been there once,
Yet I feel as if it's been a thousand times before.