I wonder where I’ll go first,
I’ll hope forever that it’s to you.
Tag: poems
Flying
I wonder where I’ll go first,
I’ll hope forever that it’s to you.
One More Night
Do you ever wonder why we had that extra night? Like it was gifted to us. I don’t always believe in higher powers or things happening for a reason, but it’s things like this that make me question it all.
My flight was cancelled, do you remember? The winds were too strong – planes couldn’t take off. They had to put all the travelers up in an airport hotel. An inconvenience to most travelers, sure. But for us? But now? All I can think about is how grateful I am to have had that one extra night indulging in you. As if some higher power knew what greater storm we were about to face, so it stirred up that wind storm and kept me close to you.
One extra night in the same time zone, where it wasn’t London and New York. Just you and me.
One extra night spent laughing with you between every kiss. One extra night with our bodies intertwined between the sheets. One extra night sharing dinner together, smiling and chatting without a care in the world. One extra night sleeping with my arms holding you tightly against me and refusing to let go. One extra night singing along to show tunes and giggling as we stumbled over the wrong words.
One extra night of love.
One extra night of warmth.
One extra night of us.
One extra night of all the things I miss most.
One extra night of all the things I didn’t appreciate enough until long after my flight touched back down.
Heathrow
I wish when I kissed you goodbye, I knew it was a goodbye forever. I never would’ve come up for air. I would’ve drowned in the taste of your mouth on mine, over and over again.
Where I Find You
I still look for you in every book. In every lyric. In every line of poetry. In every episode of television. In each movie I watch for the hundredth time. I still look for you among a sea of strangers in a crowded room. In the emptiest of places. In every piece of artwork. I still look for you, even in my loneliest dreams.
September
Do we still look up and see the same sky? Some days, it feels impossible to even feel certain anymore.
Promises, Lost.
hundreds of red rose petals and all the reasons I’ll always love you, set ablaze and scattered like ashes lost in the wind.
Distance Between Us
It was always there, an ocean between us. But now? It feels like galaxies. Like I’m light years from home and can never find my way back.
Not So Easy
Everyone thinks I’m so open,
so vulnerable and easy to comprehend.
Black and white,
all spelled out in pretty prose.
But then they peel back another layer
reveal something new
and uncover a new puzzle,
desperate to be unwound.
It’s not as easy
as they make it seem.
Yet, I Cling So Desperately
I never sleep anymore.
I just toss and turn and reach for the ghost of you.
Fantasy Being
I can never have you.
So here I am again,
dreaming of what we could have been.
People worry, they wonder
Why am I always busy living in a fantasy?
But it’s because
That’s all you can ever be anymore.
Labyrinth
My love for you is endless.
A labyrinth I work my way through,
with no desire for an exit.
It settles into my bones,
and I spend my days wandering,
exploring all the new and profound pieces of you.
Do You?
Do you still think of me as you fall asleep?
Do you reach for me in the middle of the night
the way I still reach for you?
I’m Holding On To You
Remember when I told you
that you were my muse?
Nothing has changed.
Trusting the Tides
I’m drowning over and over,
and still praying the tide
will bring me back to you.
