You

Sometimes, I wonder how

long this can go on for,

with silence meaning consent

we’re worlds apart yet

I wished our hearts to beat

as one

Synchronised to time strains

the watch would never stop ticking

we can watch it push our time away

but we’ll still be closer together

I feel guilty thinking of you

because I realise everything

is one-directional; one sided

going down the drain but I

still want to imagine

your face, beautiful

amidst the sunrise

your hands, warm and tender

comfort and rested

your eyes, twinkling

like the overseers of god

in the night sky

your words, striking

wonder to my ears

One day I’ll

put my resolution on the line

and tell you of heartaches and

cheesy poems I write when I

think of you

again.