This morning I awoke drunk..
[on the memories of us]
Our last night, cast away
by more tasteless drunken reverie.
All of our intoxicating memories
meant, the weight of your presence felt light,
until the second I was gone.
In this absence;
the wasted hours taste sour, and
missing you has hit me like a trailer
in the middle of the night.
I have you to thank for
getting me out of bed this morning.
Come to think of it,
every morning since
the moment we met.
I've been awoken by you!
I'm not sure if it's writing on this bus
that's making me dizzy, or
if it's the thoughts of you circling
in my head.
But, the 'peachy' bed,
in your arms,
was far more comfortable than this
bus full of strangers.
No matter how heavy my eyelids feel,
I cannot sleep, or dream,
for fear of forgetting I ever left your side...