yesterday
just me thinking
yesterday
i was lying in bed
and the only thing i could think of
was how much i missed her.
how much i wanted to hold them.
to kiss her.
to love them.
i got dressed and got in the car.
and i closed my eyes
rested my head against the headrest
and missed her.
my heart was aching
but not with painβ
it was longing.
a powerful, stomach-turning longing
for the love of my life.
i opened my eyes
watched the world blur together outside the window
and wished that they were in my arms.
that i could hold her.
my stomach is twisting
with the desperate need
to be with her.
so i find comfort
in creating these fantasies
where we are together
holding each other
loving each other
being the closest two people can be
without merging souls.
and i dwell in these fantasies
and will continue to
until the day i find her in the airport
run over to her
and kiss her.



oh yeah this is targeted at @E.C. Vale BTW
Genuinely read this to the tune of Yesterday by The Beatles bc of the title (peak poem)