you wake, eyes opening
(one breath, then two)
there's a prominent gap
there's an ache in your chest
the air is still cold
and his space is still empty
you're turning, still turning
just north by northwest
did you make it a secret?
a year and a month
did you keep it?
you're trying, you're trying your best
but the air is still cold
and his space is still empty
keep turning on eastward
keep staring northwest
YOU ARE READING
where the roads don't go
Puisiin·tro·spec·tion noun \ˌin-trə-ˈspek-shən\ : the process of examining your own thoughts or feelings