that first  twenty-four  hours
i can't even describe how it changed me
those weeks where we spent all day in bed.
all the times we forgot to eat
too lost in each other to remember the big things
it's funny to think, it's been five  months since we kissed,
the last time i got to taste you,
and three, three  months since i last felt your embrace
fixing my world in that moment,
just like you always do
then those two  months in between,
the worst time of my life
having you so close, yet so far
not being able to hear your voice
or feel your warmth
it's been five  months since we said goodbye
when a minute turned into an hour
making every second count