20 January 2013

A few words, just a few words
do you feel any better?
It seems forever ago now
that you were here
turning over to wake up
next to you.
Where else I'd rather be
doesn't matter now
drawn in lines that won't intersect.
I can't force a closeness
knit and weathered tied and
never tethered
I'll watch you float
wander into something foreign on your own.
I won't say I want you back
but I'd stop you if I could.
Watching the waves roll in and then roll out
my heart stretches wider than the screen
feels like it might burst.
I have to see you again.

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