deja vu

and what if this summer infatuation
goes, and i realize that's all it was?
this season has always been one of
restlessness, boredom, and lust.

skype

it'd be nice to see your face again,
but if you won't show it, that's okay too;
sometimes i just need a reminder
of why i do what i do.

it'd be nice to hear your voice,
but if you won't speak, that's okay too;
just don't blame me if my feelings falter
and lose their grasp on you.

distance

you're a few hundred miles away
and not just physically;
i cling to the momentary relief
i experience when you text me.

'out of sight, out of mind',
in this situation, does not apply.
the thoughts of you that fill my head
reinforce you can't be mine.

Inevitable

you're much too far
and much too busy
to be the one for me,

and yet i still
hang on to you
knowing this can't be.

everyday, my mind
reminds me that
this relationship's a joke;

so is it bad
that silly me
still can't help but hope?