(12:20am thoughts)

"We were together for two years and at the
time it seemed like an eternity. It wasn't until
you were gone for four years that I learned what
an eternity felt like. Time is supposed to heal
all wounds, instead it's just made fresh ones; time
has taught me what it really means to miss someone.
To miss how their eyes seem brighter when they
smile, the way they laugh, their voice when they're
tired and all the little things that annoyed you at one
point. They all seem like distant memories, decades away
and always just a little too far from my reach.
They're slipping through my fingers like the sand within
the hourglass that's counting down every second since
you've been gone."

And at night,
When my fingers meet the keyboard
Or
When the ink hits the paper

Is when my mind betrays me,
Spilling all the secrets I wish to keep,
The words I wish to remain untold,
The letters I wish to remain unsent,
And
The love I wish to remain hidden

All disguised as *poems