one day

there will be a day where you're gonna miss me. and maybe that day hasn't come yet. because that day doesn't have to be today.it doesn't have to be soon at all. I see you, packing your life, crowding yourself so so that there will be no room for me.

but eventually, there will be cracks for my soul to seep through and there ill be.

youll wake up one day. maybe you'll be climbing to bed instead. or ill be the presence beside you, riding your car alongside . or open up a bottle of vodka and think of me. youll be watching your feet as they skim the ground, wondering why no one else is stepping in your shoe out of the crowd you merge yourself in.

you'll be going out with the new.

but it doesn't matter where you are and what you're doing nor does it matter on how long it takes.
youre going to miss me

you're going to miss my constant presence, my reassurance, my love, and my laugh. youre going to miss my fingers and the way they threaded into your body to hold your heart, so you wouldn't fall apart

youre going to miss me so.

but when you do, I will be gone
I will be somewhere laughing at someone else. someone who will laugh back with me and at me.
you will miss me so

just like I already miss you.