Yesterday, I didn't think of you until 12:25pm when I had 35 minutes left at work.
Of course I'd had the flitting thoughts,
the feel of your name as it buzzed in my brain,
but it took me 4 hours and 30 minutes of being awake until I felt the body shattering memory of your kiss and your love.
Maybe the sadness is making me slow
and perhaps that is why I now can't remember what it was I thought of.
But my shoulders sagged and I knew if I didn't get out quickly, I wouldn't get out at all.