Sometimes I have to look at your pictures.
I wonder what you look like now
Right now
laying on your side in the middle of your bed, eyes closed
greasy hair
shirt off, boxers
arm outstretched
blankets rippled
alone, or maybe not
i like to think you are.
Not that I'm alone all the time
Because I haven't been alone this whole time
But I feel so alone in those times
Or I remember how alone I am
Without you
I've been too far for too long
I long to come back to this planet
and live in your world again
wasting the summer away
waiting for you all day
then going out at night
and coming back to your bed
so we could be alone
now you're alone
and you do all the same things without me
And I try to make do
Without you