I’m letting myself miss you –

I’m letting you soak into my soul –

high off this low

and I can feel you in my bones –

your thoughts pulse in my marrow –

and I can taste your dreams –

 

I’m letting myself drink your echoes –

not for you, but for me

I wanna feel this deep –

your breath rushes these passages –

but this inhale is mine –

these caves I’ll mine –

dig to the depths till there’s nothing left –

but me –

raw, jagged and real.

Alive.

exhale.

I think I’ll stay here a while.