6:40pm - a poem
I've spent all day meditating on our text messages like
Replay your voice messages again and again hoping
To find something I might've missed, I
Stand In the mirror retracing
The places you've been on my skin, all over
You've been, all over
Your legacy left lingering within, and I
Wonder if you're feeling what I'm feeling
And if we'll ever do it again
Moans like mantras in my head, I'm
Losing control, you say you need me
And I'm afraid to tell you that I've been
Yours, My words only flow for you
She only flows for you
And I'm lost in a whirlwind
Of memories, just one
Of us, and
This couldn't be it
So I write you down in my notebook
Because if God answers questions
I know he'll answer this...
In spite of the distance...
Is this him?