I don't know if you read poetry
I don't know if this counts as a poem.

But I think of you often
Constantly floating through my ever  changing
train of thought. Rerouting
changing tracks running at full speed.
Taking highest priority.

I think of the things I want to tell you.
Like how I like your smile, the muscles down your back, they way you look at me when I do something dorky.

I think of how I want to kiss you, how I never get tired of hearing everything you have to say about anything,  how hugging you is the safest I've felt in a while.

I think of you often. And when will I see you again. We'll both be different people by then. But we'll keep in touch and keep happy. I'm excited to see you again no matter who you are next time.

I don't want to die
I don't want attention
I just like the pain
That clean slice
Through my delicate skin
And the fire it lites inside

I'm laying here
It's 12:16 am.
And I'm like
****, I miss you
You haven't even been gone long
But I haven't heard from you lately
And it shouldn't bother me
But my brain won't let me sleep
I wonder if you think of me
Wonder what I'm up too
Do I keep you up at night
Thinking of my smile
And the curve of my spine
The way yours fill my daydreams
Music doesn't even drown you out
Thoughts of you scream the loudest in my head
I'm laying here
It's 12:21 am.
And I'm like
****, I miss you

There is a constant melody
Playing in my mind

A softer sweeter parody
Of the reality I leave behind

Keeping time to the beat of my heart
Gently humming along

I can't remember when I heard it start
Ever changing beautiful notes

I hate to love you
But I could never help how I feel