tu me manques

by Sine Qua Non

I cannot sleep because i miss you. I was cleaning up my message folders and i stumbled upon our old threads. The silly banter of meaningful nonsense, every reply that ensured another response, the beginnings of bite-sized comforts, the hashtags of topics that set trends only between you and me, the carefully chosen symbols put together to represent what we felt, the calculated confessions and reckless revelations, the songs that spoke what we couldn’t write in sentences, the extended longings, pains evaded and anticipated, the hours that flew past us, the hours we embraced, your hand upon my cheek, your stare cutting through my soul tearing down my walls, your fingers tracing lines on my thighs, your breath on my cheek, your delightful snore, the early morning kisses you plant on my cheek while half-awake, your morning kisses that wake me, our morning kisses that kept us both awake, the short hours and extended minutes, the disregard for time, those moments we said we’d stop but didn’t, those moments you stayed with me, briefly lent me the fantasy that you were mine. So many songs I want to sing to you, so many words waiting to be written into poems of what we are, what we have, what we’re not, what we could be. I cannot sleep because I am thinking of you. I cannot sleep because you are not with me.