Laying in your bed
                      There with the lights off
      On a Thursday morning with no coffee
I started missing you.

Three nights is a long time
                        To wait for my favorite excuse
      Knock first then to ask for melatonin
We know I don’t have to.

I’m listening to your solfège
                          Tuesday just after therapy
       Wondering how lucky we both have been
To have been stumbled upon.

Leaving you at Hartsfield
                            I felt what I would consider
        A speck of a sliver of what you meant
To be left undone.

In the kitchen you’d said
                             I’ve never felt that feeling
          And I’ll never feel what you feel
But I want to learn you forever.

You are crying after hours
                              When you break yourself
            You know you break me too
Every ****** time.