the halo of your hair
and the smile that’s never there
tell me
that it’s a fine time to find
something better
better than nights spent
restless in a bed with a body
that lends heat but no warmth
waking and wanting to touch but
no, that wouldn’t do at all
so many conversations
and arguments
and agree to disagree
over where we should be
years from now
or even days
hours from now
i wonder if i
will be with you still