Time seems stretched.
I guess
"Elongated"
Would be the proper term
But it doesn't sound quite the same.
Time seems stretched.It's hard to work against
Such an unstoppable force
Like time.
Yet I try
And so do you
And we try to beat time.
It's not quite a
"Race against the clock"
So to speak.It's endurance.
How long can you go
How long can I go
How long can we go?
Without seeing each other
Or talking to each other
Or without feeling each other
And our hands
And our lips
And our warmth
How long can we go?
We don't know.What keeps you going?
I don't know.
But I'm glad whatever does
Does it's job.
What keeps me going?
The thought of your hands in mine
Of your body pressed against mine
Of your lips pressed against mine
Of your hands grabbing my back
Of our warmth together
Of the possibility of tea with you
Of the possibility of a movie with you
So much more
That I wouldn't share
Because it's between us
And I want to keep it that way.
What keeps me going?
You
The thought of you.Days are so much longer
They feel like weeks.
Hours are so much longer
Yeah, all the rest of that stuff.
It sounds dumb
And sappy
But it's true.
It's completely true.
Who knew
Who knew that a one week break
A one week separation
From you
And all about you
Except your words
Which I only get
Through texts
Could feel so much longer?
The end of this week could not
Could not
Could not
Come soon enough.It feels like time is stretched.
Elongated is too
Too monotone?
Boring?
Unenthusiastic?
Underwhelming.
"It feels like time is elongated."
That doesn't have the right amount
Of pizzazz,
Impressiveness,
Amazement,
Wow.
"It doesn't have the amount of wow"
That she deserves.
Or she has.
Or she gives me.
Or we've produced.Ugh
I miss you.Why doesn't time stretch like this when we're together?
Time shrinks when we're together.
And stretches when we're apart.
Why can't it be the reverse?
I guess
If anything
It makes me treasure every moment more.
Well
I would treasure it anyway.
There's not really that much of an upside.
It makes us plan to be together more
I mean
That's as close as we're gonna get to an upside.It feels like time is stretched.
And I'm ready for it to be over.
I'm ready to be with you again.
Soon
Please.
As soon as is physically possible.
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