Eighteen hours since you
step.step. stepped away and
it's two more days and too much caffeine
until I can see you again and
let our lips press silently together,
making my heart (br)ache
int/w/o tears,
because the clock clicks faster and
my ceramic ribcage keeps cracking
from trying to keep up.
-
and I know-
by the time I fall,
You won't be there to catch me.