if i could count how long I would wait for you,
I would measure it in cups of coffee
the ones that keep me awake after a night of dreaming of you
I would measure it in the stars I stare at,
hoping the same ones are visible wherever you are
I would measure it in the letters
that are written without a forwarding address
I would measure it in breaths
the ones that pain me to have,
as I keep living without you