you got your poem

I’m not one for words

but can

form sentences

to explain the buzz i

feel at the sight of your name

describe the rush

of heat in my cheeks

that time you wore

purple and those eyes

stared back at mine

the wave of ease i felt

sitting across the booth

making me smile

or meeting your eyes

to find a laugh in silence

you are the grand

unexpected , unraveling

feeling

more then you can see in yourself

i can still feel you staring back

at me

i miss you in intangible ways

so i write in reality

we are never going to be

making it absolute

wishing

it could be so different

yet i know this story so well

formulated feelings in

the form of words

has only pushed people away

so here is me pushing you away

i already knew how it would end