You’re a ghost inside my radio
drifting in and out of the static.
I thought I’d never see you again
when those words became automatic:
“I miss you.”
I really need to hear your voice
right now. Tell me to stop being so emo
and tease me with the mystery
of your magic spell. Give me the show.
I miss you.
emo, me-
ow, etc. I look at her with my heart wide open and I’m not supposed
to tell her. I look at her with
my eyes towards the future and I’m not supposed to
talk about it.
little, me-
ow, etc. I speak to her about the beauty that beams from her gray
eyes. I speak to her about
kotletkas, candies, and tickling until we
fall asleep.
sleepy, me-
ow, etc. I tumble in to dreams where I can finally hold her from
miles away. I tumble in to
her pineapple kisses and all the names she puts
before bear.
