It's been forever since I've seen you last,
and for that moment I admit lasts in cycles,
bisecting itself as the minutes grow longer and endless.
For it was right when we met,
and also a second time when I searched for and found you beside the bench underneath the bus stop.
And as you jumped for my attention,
my heart swelled and froze,
just as you smiled and rushed to me with open arms,
clothed in your favorite striped pull over,
eyes blazing and lips igniting the soft brush of my flesh.
And it was endless since I saw you last,
but I knew this,
and you knew it,
and we knew it more vividly together,
just as we counted down the minutes,
minutes til I'd be able to run into your arms once more.