a countdown to heartache

i.
as we crowd closer
to your picture
and blow kisses to
the screen
I vaguely wonder
just a little
if you have my name
on the top of your waiting list
with hearts around
the letters
and visions of
me
sitting in my room
with my pen and paper
writing

ii.
you turn out to be more than I bargained for
sings the song
I put on repeat on my stereo

it burns in my ear
as I think of how
love
never works for me

iii.
I can’t help but remember
how you glued your eyes
to my gestures
and touched my cheek gently
which means:
( in my eyes )
don’t change,
or else