I hear a truck backing up in the distance that droning, desolate isolated a sound so repetitive it's invisible in-audible sorry diction is failing me I might be drunk I miss you I miss you so much and you're not even gone well, I guess you're not here but you aren't even gone
I found a photo of you I'm packing I finally started packing three days before I move I found a photo of you from a while ago before you left that note in my sketchbook I need to leave a note in your sketchbook you should probably know how I feel you should probably know that even though I may be distant and confusing and quiet but too loud all I really need you to know is that I want you I want you like I want summer to stay with me forever I want you and you think I don't know what I want
anyway, I found a photo of you smiling and ******* why isn't this easier? smiling you don't have to say anything just smile please please please just be with me a little bit longer don't leave just stay in bed just look at me like you're still sleeping (and you are, I'm sure) and smile so I know
so I know finally for just a little bit longer
inebriation always spawns poetry. lack of judgement makes me post it. ***. I hate ***. but I just drank a lot of it. I think I might be a *******.