My heart isn't in my rib cage where it used to beAnd it's not on my sleeve where I left it.
Somewhere down the line I gave it away
To someone who needed it more than me.
I didn't even realise what I was doing
Or how I was affecting myself and them.
Sometimes you just do things because
They must be done.
And they must be done now.
Sometimes all I want to do is be with you.
The waiting around kills me but I know this is
Next to nothing of what I put you through.
So I deserve it. All of it. I know.
But knowing that only makes it mildly better.
I have so much free time now
And I spend it thinking of you
And what we would be doing right now if you were here.
I think about the future. Our future.
And I imagine me making you pancakes in our kitchen
And cuddling up on our couch, in our house,
Watching reruns of Doctor Who.
And I think about how I got here but I don't remember.
You have become my obsession.
And I know I have become yours.
