2 nights spent with you is not enough for me
to see how your body moulds when exhaustion takes over you

i kissed your closed eyes and your forehead and your nose and felt your ears
i tried to take in as much of you as i can
even when the others were excitedly talking in the dark

when you fall asleep before me (which you always do)
you snore lightly with your mouth slightly agape and your fingers curled in
but you had your arms around me
comforting and protective, it locked me to you

i like when you wake up because your hair is messy and you look good with bed head hair
and your voice is throaty and you're lost for a second because you can't seem to believe you're awake

at about 2 in the morning i relapsed
it's been about a month or so
but tonight i felt the weight of the world on my shoulders again
and again too weak, i let it take over me

it hurts like it always does and then it's gone
just wash it off
and i crawl back into bed and bury myself under a fort of pillows
and i just cry and hope
that in the morning when i wake my eyes won't be puffy, swollen and red

it started out because of your eyes and your smile
you have the happiest grin and i've always wondered why

and the way you frown when you're deep in thought
sometimes it makes me laugh

our similarities scare me
how can we just be born a day apart?

never have i met someone who has never read or heard of murakami
(given the diploma you're taking it's surprising)
but then again never have i felt so at peace when with someone

i guess i knew i fell in love when i missed your scent
and the way you said my name
how we held hands
and how i would jokingly push you away

because all of that made you

on skype tonight you said
we're 94 hours apart

you sent me a screenshot of google maps to show:
"94 because i chose walking, i can't drive"

i gave you a small smile
when all i really wanted to say was how much
i wished you were here