Seven days of silence
Seven days of pining
Seven days of wanting your wit back
Seven days sighing

I want to know all of your stories
All of your ins and outs
All of your shortcomings and achievements
All of your second guesses and doubts

I wonder what your bed head looks like
How your morning breath tastes
On the rare occasion that you let anger get the best of you
How does your rage take shape

I want to know where you’ve been
All of the places you want to go
Who you call your friends
The people that have helped you grow

I wonder what losses you’ve grieved
What aches and pains have shaped you
What’s willed your tears to shed
What moments have made you

I want to know all of your favorites
How you choose to spend your free time
What things make you nervous
How you keep yourself in line

Is there anything you’re afraid of
You seem so infallible
Though I know you can’t be perfect
Your weaknesses are unfathomable

Which vices do you indulge in
What causes you to crave
When you give in to your demons
How do you misbehave

I wish I could hear your heartbeat
Run my fingers down your spine
Tangle my legs around yours
Lock your your lips with mine

If I whispered in your ear
Would it spread goose bumps across your skin
Wish I could feel your breath on my neck
Know your force within

I wonder how you love
The language your adoration speaks
What makes your lust hungry
My curiosity endlessly piqued

Would discovering the answers be worth all of the heartbreak
About you I’ll always wonder
Unless I take a leap of faith
Let your waves pull me under

If so, what then
I just show up at your door?
The logistics make my head spin
But I can’t help but want more

If you were in my shoes
Would you do the same for me
A hypothetical reverse
If only foresight was 20 20

Life has different plans for us
I guess it’s best not to dwell
Still whenever I think about you
This heart inside of my chest swells

Still measuring reality up against
The day dreams filled with you
Every time he falls a little short
I wonder if you would too

I need to stop drifting in your clouds
But your ideas hit like ******
It’s not fair to this life I’ve built
I need to climb down to the ground I’m rooted in

But I can’t quite let go yet
Trying to transcend you into something constructive
So I can always have a piece of you
Manifest inspiration out of the seductive

These seven days of silence
Will turn into seven more
Though I crave to reach out to you again
It’s an urge I’ll have to ignore

Writing about you is all I have left
Which makes ending each piece feel impossible
Each conclusion feels like heartbreak
A push back into the mundane and dull

If I tell myself every so often
That maybe you’re thinking of me too
It brightens up my outlook
I’ll keep carrying the light inside that is you

In seven days we’ll see
What I’m wondering about you then
Until next time my second soul
I can’t bear a goodbye again