An XBox Maybe

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