I smiled this morning
thinking about
thinking about you, Luna
wherever you are.
Up on that moon?
I smiled.
I smiled
thinking
thinking you might be smiling too.
I don't count
the days
anymore.
I'm not that petty.
not
that
petty
Not anymore.
How long has it been?
Sometimes
sometimes I don’t-
I try not to sleep
because
because if you don’t visit
it’s not
it’s not your fault
it’s mine.
I want it to be my fault.
Not that it’s your fault.
Not that there’s something wrong with you.
You’re busy.
Being busy isn’t a crime.
You don’t have to-
I mean I still think about…
I do wish I’d see you more.
It’s not your fault.