nothing much has changed,
how's it going for you?
trying to keep my thoughts arranged,
it's a tiring task too.
i'm with my third cup of coffee,
what's going on in the other side?
my mind's starting to get foggy,
i don't think i can let it slide.
the air smells fresh today,
i wonder if it's the same there?
petrichor wafts somewhere far away,
it beautifully scents the air.
my bedroom window is wide open,
but you are nowhere to be seen.
everything seems to be in motion,
but you have never been.
