Three from Three...

Three little poems about three days. Titled: Jamie. Time. Something a Foot.

Who is he to you?

You talk of him often.

The fear and thought is at the back of my mind.

My heart already knows it is more than likely true.

But I don’t want to believe it.

I don’t want that to be true.

Is that selfish of me, to want what I seemingly cannot have?

Wish I could just ask you.

But I am too afraid of the answer that I am sure to get.

 

I have loved spending this time with you.

It has felt like I belong.

It is comfortable, like we have done this for years.

Sounds daft telling you that this has been what I have longed for.

That it feels “right” when we are together.

I wish that I could tell you how perfect being with you feels. 

That I am more than happy with the way we are.

Only thing I would change is the ability to see you every day. 

Daft, yes; but honest too! 

Those three days have been heaven, leaving you has always been “until tomorrow…”

Until last night, that hurt and felt like “goodbye!”

 

A million and one thoughts and fears went through my mind.

Not least of all, would you be okay.

I want to worry about, fuss over you; to make sure you are alright.

Today without you has felt odd.

Like I am missing something, some part of me.

I felt incomplete. 

Like I was missing something as you left last night.

I was not whole, I was lacking something.

I had this deep emptiness since you drove away.

I miss, worry about; and love you deeply.