as i lay in my bed,
doing nothing but think of you
as i've done for a couple nights now,
i hold my hands on top of my pillow,
trying to reminisce
and feel the warmth
your hand brings upon mine
every time we meet.
i can't stop thinking about you,
especially since we can't talk right now,
it hurts even more knowing we won't even see much of each other later,
but of course that doesn't mean we can't try.
positivity, yet i also crash down.
i always try and end poems in a way, like the last note with a single piano key,
ringing,
as others long to hear it once more.
but this i'm not sure how to.
i'll just tell it as simple as it is.
i miss you
and i want to be with you.
...
p.s love you sunshine ☀️❦
