46 Days

welcome back to this weekend's edition of Stupid Angsty Teenager being more stupid than usual. PG

I miss him

Is the biggest goddamn understatement of the century.

But I can't quite say it out loud

Without some lingering pit in my stomach

And lump in my throat I thought I had swallowed

For fear that something might have changed between us

But then I think and overthink

What if nothing's wrong and I'm just convincing myself otherwise?
But if nothing was wrong, why would you be convinced in the first place?

46 days since I last saw you,

Since I was caught up in a whirlwind of young love and everything beautiful about you

A month and a half.

About 6 weeks.

46 days.

The days get longer and keep weighing a burden on my insecurity

But I keep reminding myself

Waiting is a part of love

Unless it isn't

Unless something has changed.

Reviews

[Onlyme]

Bell, a wonderful poem about yearning for a lost love. And the emotions that you go through. Wondering what happened and why and of course missing them also?

[Bell Spalding]

Thanks, and he's just being a bit distant. Nothing too hard to deal with. Thank you again for your kind review!