Distance

I buried the thought of you

in my chest

hoping that someday

small white flowers would

align my ribcage

and I could see

that to someone

I could be beautiful

so I

kissed the idea of you

hoping it would create something real

something I could touch,

something I could feel

but as of late

you’ve been far away.

for now I’ll take your voice and the way it sounds over the phone

with

the late night texts

and tuck them beneath my pillow

hoping that maybe when I close my eyes

I can dream of you