Dear you,

I borrowed your jacket while you were asleep in my bed,
I found the keys to your bike in the pocket. So I went for a drive.
I just needed a night out with the stars, a shot of change
spiked with hope. I had no idea that fresh air would be
more addicting than your kiss or the way your voice sounds at 4 am.
honestly, I thought I'd be back my morning
and I'm so sorry I wasn't.

Love,
*

P.S.

I'll bring you the keys and your bike but
I'm keeping the leather.
For now.