You continue to utter the exact words my soul desires.
I crave more, I want more!
Some instances I feel remorse. I feel more than regret.
The distance frustrates me.
I must stay focused, I tell myself.
I worry, can you handle it?
A temporary leash applied at will.
A letter size paper, 4 bold digits above.
Your voice, secluded to a telephone "hello", "hey baby".
With your every reply I fall.
The dreaded words "time is up" sounds in the back ground.
Once again my soul plummets.
A thought crosses my mind.
Something of yours.
Something to hold me over.
The arrival of dispatch, leads to an emotional frenzy.
The enclosure formal, yet so personal.
I notice the color in the characters.
I place you in an atmosphere.
As I read they hit me, one after the other.
The words, I play them throughout my head.
As I read I distinguish your tone. Your every pause.
A smile struggles through my face.
Once again my soul plummets.
A notification alerts me.
You're awake. I scurry to get the keys in order.
My fingers trying to out do each other.
Finally a period and the send button on a screen.
Patience.
Another notification and my posture changes.
Anxiety overtakes me.
I begin to forget. So many things I would like to say.
An "I miss you baby", comes out and I thank my fingers.
"The forms and ways we can communicate will hold me over.
With tiny messages you bring color to my day.
A message from you, my dear, will always mean so much more.
I will call tonight".
Love me.
- Gourrick
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