you lay in your bed regardless of whether or not you make it first
a little coffee shop thought i had today. id love to polish it up and make it into a nicer short poem/not a haiku, but the concept really resonated with me.
I keep the long night; it’s lonely now. I know you won’t return; but the watch I keep. I stare past my reflection in the window. I know; Your not there and you won’t be but still; The watch I keep.
I gave you a piece of me; you took it with you. I’ll never get it back; but still the watch I keep. I hope you’re well and you find what you seek. I’ll be here. The watch I’ll keep