Silly Little Mind

a weird amount of time

since we last spoke?

Or is it ok if I

message you,

asking about the trip you took

three months ago-

(how was it?)

I want to play

catch up

drive around

listen to stories

our own personal podcast

trying to keep it

short & straightforward

always restarting

always rambling

always apologizing

always listening

always comforting

I miss that

comfort

in your voice-

the sighs,

warmth

in your voice-

almost a hug

I hate that I can’t-

just say it

I want to say it-

It’s not a question-

It’s a certainty

even if we were never good

at honesty

even with each other

I miss you.

i know what is to come we would say everything ends we say it for comfort we say it for a reminder of love knowing love knows no bounds butt sometimes it finds itself out of bounds over fences, caught high up in tallest of trees no matter how you try to get it down you must give up and find a new one hoping you wont lose it this time

i know what is to come always joking that everything ends we say it to add humor to pain we say it to remind us  the sand in the jar is running quick we cannot hold on to the few grains of sand left we must let go, let them fall freely until we can turn it over again  hoping it will drip slower next time

All I do is walk Aimlessly Before that I crawl out Of my hole Close enough to see my love The sun

Crawl out of the darkness And walk across the sky To shine with brilliance Just as I

I want your hands            your touch            your embrace to make me melt they make me warm but it’s just not enough

I hesitate I think

How What Me?

A hand reaches out Am I supposed to grab it? Yes of course I know how to respond

I say my name And you say yours

2am i got to get it right Ill redo it till my fingers ache My voice aches My mind aches Just to get it right

3 am i still got to get it right Slowly ill get there Ill try over and over again

Time makes aches go away Aches turn into pleasure And satisfaction As i start to Get it right

Looking back, I see you Eyes down Scrolling mindlessly Not noticing me

Of course not You’re not a mindreader

You didn’t know

  Doesn’t seem like much Time is a construct we say We can talk all through the day As if we were running a marathon But the day must come to an end You crossed the finish line As i get left behind

I still have two hours left To fill up till i go to bed Two unbearable hours Unable to talk to you

Are you asleep? My arms stay wrapped Around your body Holding you close & whisper softly to myself

I can’t sleep

Ill fantasize about it Like I’ve been told to But deep down i know You have no power over me