in nine minutes it will be midnight
and you still won't be mine
my phone is burning my hand
yet i'm wishing that yours was in mine

today i distracted myself
with academic words unrelated to you
i made a bet with myself if i get a A, B or C-
that i will call you

but what would i say
what would you want to hear?
apologies from a ghost
like myself they will eventually disappear

you find solace in the bed sheets
as the sun shines through the blinds
the sleepy state you awake to
asks you to give positivity a try

you turn over and clutch onto
a pillow
for dear life

she finds aggravation in a headache
and a sickening taste in her mouth
she curls her body into a ball
as she re-evaluates her life

she rolls over adorably
wrapping herself around his body
as if it might save her life

or so you wish,
truthfully

you both find a new home in the bed sheets
but don't want to face the day
sleep until noon
i wish she stayed
i wish he stayed
i wish we stayed