Thinking instead of Sleeping
I want to make a terrarium-
I think it’s because I long for another Spring.
One I could keep in a bottle through the year;
and falling leaves-
And when we’ve come full circle back to winter,
when trees are wrinkled and tired?
I can hold my bottle full of Spring.
and now I’m considering :
A small one (that I could hide with hair) so
it’s only a small amount of pain.
Because God knows, I can’t take much more
I am missing a friend I’ve never met
It’s 2 am my time, and 4 am her’s.
Which means, she is two hours closer to meeting me
than I her.
That makes me jealous-
and makes me miss her immensely more.
(if you steal this poem, I will cut you)