the whole, goddamn day
i climb out of yr bed and dangerously journey across so many roads and sidewalks; finally, i collapse into my own bed. through all the hazes of leaving you this morning i was trying to poetically express what happened last night and i couldn't get anywhere: it seems i'm never getting anywhere. so i'll leave you with my simple i'm sorry i left you unfinished and offer no apology for being a human being (one that breathes, experiences emotion) because that is what draws you to me.
the radio's buzzing static when i turn it on to sleep (something completely out of character) is yr favorite band singing i miss you. i close my eyes and curl up against nothing, so alone now: my twin bed feels like a queen (as do i, remembering when yo held me) and i realize i'll return to you; yr already a voice inside my head…