I live in the spaces between days
The minutes when our crossing hours
Haven't entirely separated us again
Snatching moments that aren't enough
To tell you the truth, my lover
I am tired of being the girl you shelve away
And return to at your leisure
I have tried not to demand
What you cannot or will not give
But I wonder what will happen
When I finally see you again, the to-be-continued,
The few days after so many apart and so few before
Is this the time that will break our hearts?
Will I still be the girl you say you love?
Maybe I am not her anymore,
And the only thing tethering us two
Will be the memories of those brief weeks,
The promises we two strangers made
And labeled love.
Helplessly I gave my soul to you, you
Who lives across the sea
For whom I am a reward, a leisure
A distraction, a summer heat
A fraction of the everything you are
And I’m afraid I love you too much
To even brace myself against
Your ever-lasting leaving
You are the breaking of my heart;
You are the only occupant of it
I am consumed by you
You gnaw into my bones, wear at my skin
As I cut myself over and over again on you
Burned by my love and your inattention, for
You are my home; and I your waystation.
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