Bedtime Story

I would’ve stayed up all night
Laughing and listening
You make hours feel like minutes
I could get lost in your words
Or even drift off to the sound of your voice
Tell me another bedtime story

Nice

It’s been 69 days
Since any lips
Have touched my own

Lingering

It's so unfair that you're lingering here
My recovery takes a step back when anything reminds me of you
Your bumper stickers on someone else's car
Waking thinking of that morning you stole a kiss before work
How cruel that I long for those moments
When I thought you were on board
The way a smile spread so wide across your face
You rattle around my head
Still

Text Me

The problem with communicating
Through writing alone
I read into all your words
Mimicking my own heart's voice
Inflection and intention
Assigning depth where there is none

Contradiction

It's so fucking
Hard
For me to be
Soft

Cuffing Season

It's one of those fall days
My fingers ache to be intertwined
Outside it smells like heaven
Crisp leaves and chimneys
This chilled air is perfection
I want to be wrapped up
In flannel shirts and blankets and
Comforting arms

Precarious

Hello again
I 'm back on this cold floor
Toppled once more
From my precarious peace