a key to nothing
i like to live in the past
those happy moments
(the ones you &I created)
where the minutes felt like seconds that were smashed down hours that told lifetimes
and it is there that i find myself
it’s in these times
when there is no one talking,
only my fingers typing and my heart beating
and my lungs breathing
searching for the air of you
i like to live in the future
those beautiful moments
(the ones we will create)
where the comforter feels like silk and the pillows are just clouds to rest our heads on
the wooden floors will feel cold in the cool breeze of the morning
and our nightgowns will make us look like little girls
we’ll still feel that innocent
i’ll hand you a cup of juice and a pomegranite.
and say “let’s just stay home.”
i only like the right nows that you’re here for.