Those Moments

My head on your shoulder

Heartbeats thrumming in my ear

Listening to the same headphones

A soft piano solo we both love

The harsh sting of reality calls us

We wake up

And leave the warmth

That we had become accustomed to

Now miles apart,

In different homes

Alone

I fall asleep listening

To the piano solo with both love.

Reviews

[that-little-green-monst..]

I like this poem. Just a few things:
You only have punctuation in two places so I think it would flow better if you'd just cut those out.
"To the piano solo with both love," is it suppose to be we both love? If not I'm sorry for assuming so.
Really excellent poem and enjoyable read :)