cigarettes and limp wrists.
where did all the time go?
the mountains are closing in on me.
i'm still in love with thoughts of you.
where did all the time go?
it's late, and there's a river between us.

tonight you were wearing the sweater I love.
the last time i saw you in it, you were all soft
and sleepy.
we woke up with the city, stretching in the new
morning light.
it was one of our good days.

we went to breakfast together and you kissed me as we parted for our morning classes.

i am hollow and i ache.
the only thing to fill me up is the thought that this can't last forever.
someday i will get past it. someday it won't feel so raw.
someday i will write poetry about the strength of myself and the depth of the sky.
someday i will feel comfortable sleeping in a bed without your warmth beside me.