Late Night Tea

I wish you were here,

next to me.

One day i hope

i can roll over in bed

and see your face.

Its 2 a.m, and im missing you

while you're sleeping miles away

from me.

You're safe

and happy

so why can't i be happy for

you?

It's pathetic

how much i miss you

but maybe I'm

content

with my misery.

so I'll sit with my

tea,

my pack of cigarettes,

a book.

and I'll let

your memory haunt me.

because if i dont

I'm scared

I'll forget

your laugh,

your eyes,

your personality,

our memories.

I'm scared

I'll forget us.

I'm scared

I'll forget you.