12/14: meters

there's been a weight in my chest

since the day that you left

for Christmas vacation.

i'm trying to figure out how

i should and shouldn't go about

my little situation.

do i call you when i miss you

or would that be a little too

obvious of my feelings?

should i ask how you are

with that boy so far

at the expense of my healing?

should i drive by your house

and ask you to hang out

or would you even be at home?

should i attempt some spontaneity

or shield myself from the possibility

that you'd be with him getting some?

i hope he desires you enough

that being far from you is tough

like how this break for me has been hell.

you two must be so in love

like you're in heaven and above

while i'm in flames, hoping all for you is well.

at least we're under one moon tonight,

we see the same dark skies, right?

except the stars in your eyes are for his only.

it crushes me that you're just an hour away,

a little over 30 kilometres from where i lay,

yet you have never been further away from me.

so all i will say tonight is good evening

and sweet dreams, my darling.

don't forget to sleep on time.

i'll see you in a few weeks,

i miss you dearly.

maybe in another life.