I wonder what you are doing this
very moment as I sit vulnerable and lonesome
a million miles away from you and
your smiling eyes that have an effect on
me in ways even the stars will never
comprehend because they have never
laid next to you or sat impatiently
waiting on a text from you.
You are the exception to everything on
this earth that leaves a bad taste in
my mouth and makes me spit at
the very thought of not knowing you.
you mean mountains that move to me.
you are the best that makes me want
to be better at moving mountains so
that i may become I and get back
to the place where nothing is needed
because at least we have each
other on this big pile of trash.