Believe me when I
say "I always think
of you." No matter
how busy I am. No
matter what I am
doing. My brain is
constantly thinking
of you.
Arms I want to be
wrapped in, eyes I
want to be lost in.
Perhaps I am being
too hopeful to think
that you and I are
taking a detour while
finding our way
back to each other.
I am still convinced
the rest of my life
looks like you and I
just want to taste your
lips before my coffee
every morning.
I want to see a whole
world of different
sunsets with you. Jon York 2019