watching as your car gets smaller as you drive away

it all goes blurry
as tears turn my eyes
into caleidescopes

you're the first and last thought of all my days

i'm not sure why i keep hoping you'll call me

or why i keep hoping one day you'd be standing there next to my car waiting with a hug & a kiss & an "i take it all back"...

i hope one day i'll get to be as lucky as the monarch that landed on your soft brown hair that day

or the freshly painted poles that stained your hand yellow

i would spend
all my pennies,
every shooting star,
every 11:11,
every dandelion,
all my birthday cake candle wishes
on you, darling

nothing makes a room feel emptier than wishing you were in it.
(or knowing you're not in it.)

i just want to be there
to hold you
to tell you it's all going to be alright
to kiss you in the rain
& be there through the dark & light.

i drive past your apartment
aching to just drop by,
stop to say hi,
bake a strawberry cake,
watch our favorite movies,
ask questions about life,
& kiss you in the dark until
the sun comes up.

pancakes for dinner
wouldn't be the same without you.

late night city drives wondering if you wish for these things too.

and all i do is spend
all my pennies,
every shooting star,
every 11:11,
every dandelion,
all my birthday cake candle wishes
on the hope that one day we'll do everything we said we would...

one day near, one day far

one day later, one day soon...