Polaroid

- Betwixt: Phase I - Poem II -

I trace your face in snapshots still,

On my fridge and in drawers, so shrill

I remember how happy we were in the frame,

But here alone, it’s not the same

You needed a break to get things right,

Sometimes I feel like I broke our perfect line

I pace back and forth and shout out in my head,

If you could come back instead

Your brown eyes, tussled hair,

The grey jacket draped across my chair

I cry into your hoodie, I hold it tight,

I don’t know if I’ll make it out of this twilight

Will time apart heal you, or will it reveal something better?

Could someone catch you with a well-written letter?

You’re the one I want to marry in the end

Through these storms, you’re still my best friend 

I miss you more than these words can say,

I confuse this pause for our bitter end

And even though you're not here, I confess,

You’re still the calm in my distress

So if you think of me tonight,

Know I’m thinking of us too

Promise me one thing, you’ll come back to me,

I’ll keep our Polaroid under my pillow at night while I dream,

That I’m sleeping in your arms again