Blue

I'm tired of the sky

between us. I want

to bring you coffee

in the morning

and butter your toast

with my love.

I'm tired of reaching

for the stars every night

only to reach in the dark,

alone, without you.

I'm tired of talking to the moon

instead of you. I want to put

my hand on your heart

and feel it beat for me.

I want to see and feel every color

of you, instead of all this blue

from missing you.