There is a certain level of respect
You must carry for the person you built a life with
Experienced things with
But they will never be the one who pops into your head
When you read poetry about love
Or songs about things you can’t put into words
I’d move mountains
And split the sky
Just to be next to you

-please talk to me-

And then
things go back to normal
regularly scheduled programming
Regular, every day
Mundane things
With the sharpness of a blade
I think about your hands
How big they are compared to mine
But these are seconds inside of
Large moments
-I will always miss you-

When you read my poems
Does it feel like your talking to me
If you close your eyes right now
Can you hear me
Whispering in your ear
Can you remember what my voice sounds like?

Im so clueless
I went back and read our messages in ‘23
I think I was oblivious
So oblivious
To you trying to hang out with me

I waited a whole year
Thinking maybe we would be together again
Maybe it was close to our time
Maybe you were just going through something
I kept looking for you everywhere
To tell you about Valentines
And then I told myself
Maybe you really did forget me
Maybe I was the only one here
I’m not sure of what I’m sure of anymore
But I do know how much I love you

Here I am
Missing you hard enough
I wonder if I keep missing you hard enough
you might
Materialize right here
If I close my eyes
I could solidify you
Make you real
In my head you are driving to me
Or maybe someone drives you to me
But it’s not really
And tomorrow comes

The sun rises
And you think of me

-this is a fact of life-