I look for you in the eyes of strangers
I wait for you when I am waiting for nobody
I hear you whispering amongst the intoxicating city noise
but you are not here
you are far
too far
further than far
I hold the air in my hand and pretend it is your fingers
I stare at shapes in the contours of the walls, looking for you
I talk to my friends but they don’t know
that I am thinking of you
I am lost without you
and I know that is not good
I know it goes against all that I have said
and I am far
far away
it feels near
but it’s not
an intense sunday afternoon hangover
what happened?
how did I get here?
why do I do this to myself?
all these questions
all these noises
distractions
to not have to long for you
to not have to think
where you are
so far
in a different galaxy
I can see you
I can feel you
I can taste you
I can hear you
but it’s not you
you are somewhere else
I don’t know where
but I know it’s far away
from
me
if you could see me now
you would know
everything