I hate when you’re gone
It seems like you’re so far away
I begin to forget each contour in your face
The way you flex your jaw when you’re angry
The cologne you wear
Or if you’re even real.
The way you kissed me ever so lightly before you left this morning
My fingers twirled around your hair frantically
Wrapped around your neck
Grabbing for any fabric on your shirt
The belt loop of your pants
Just to borrow a few moments of your time
5 to be precise
The sign reads:
“Be back in 5”
Time is never specified, so we’re always stuck in a time warp
Where I’m never certain if today is yesterday, or tomorrow is 5 years from now.
You seem so…distant
When you’re so close to my heart
You’ve taken mine captive
And you find it ever so convenient
To run away and take breaks.
Swiper no swiping.
“Be back in 5” it read
To the non believer,
5 is forever. 5 is longer than an eternity, as in 1 more than 4 ever
5 is the number of temptations you lend to me
5 is the number of fingers explore every inch of me…inside and out
5 is the number of times my peak has been reached in your care
5…5 is how long you’ve been gone.
5 is how long you needed to be away
I stared in your vacant eyes
Glossed over and emotionless.
When will you back?
Do you plan on coming back?
You know what?
I’ll take 5 too.