By Amber Deyuliis
My love looks like reading screenshot “I love you’s” in bed by myself
Like staying up wishing you could be here
The vibration of my phone when you come online
My love feels like longing for your hand gently wrapped around mine, unable to be patient long enough to feel it for real
My love sounds like small giggles your silly typed words are quietly rewarded by
Like recording karaoke songs I dedicated to you which you would never hear
My love looks like day dreaming what our children would look like
Like sitting in a chaotic classroom with a pounding in my head reading your words, making the hell I was in a bit more bearable
My love feels like pure sugar when I read your ‘good luck’ text as I prepare to face the world for 7 hours
Like constant worrying over how you were and if you were okay or not
My love sounds like a sigh of relief knowing you were fine, at least for now
My love looks like trying to make you feel better after one of your depressing episodes
Like wanting so badly to be there with you and knowing I can’t, so instead I hug a stuffed animal
My love is real somewhere in my mind
Even now I wonder what you’re up to
My love was you
My love looks like trying to make you feel better after one of your depressing episodes
Like wanting so badly to be there with you and knowing I can’t, so instead I hug a stuffed animal
My love is real somewhere in my mind
Even now I wonder what you’re up to
My love was you
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