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it takes all my strength not to dig you up from the ground in which you lay  

If you let me hold you…

I remember every last feeling of every last minute. The brush of lashes soft against my jaw. Your rough, calloused finger tips pressing into my wrist to pull me back for one last moment. I’ve been in love before. I’ve been in love with the sky, and the highways, and white sheets, and spring weather. I’ve been in love with people. But nothing has ever torn through me with such intense affection before. I’ve been unprepared. Unprepared to start the day, to move forward, to make confrontations. But never have I ever been so unprepared than I am right now in my life. I resent distance. I resent the break of day through my windows. I resent holding on to the sleepy-thick yawns dancing through my ears each night. I am bittersweet.

You’re just a phone call away. Everyday you seem further away…