I just got home from a long workday. My beautiful girlfriend, Yasmin, is asleep, as she is no longer replying to my messages. In a few days she’ll be flying to visit her family in the UK. I sometimes have a hard time processing personal feelings that aren’t logical so I wrote this poem instead:
I miss you already
With just the thought
Of you home packing
Your ticket bought
I’m thinking of sailing
Like my bachelor past
But these distractions
I know won’t last
And how could they
When compared to you
Is there a greater thrill
Than your love so true
I don’t care that we
Do the same old thing
With you, all is special
Moments beating
I don’t know what to do
My co-hiker in Battersea
I have these random ideas
Like buy an XBox maybe
#db
