rhubarb

Santa Fe NM

Description

connection that i miss. i miss watching you eat breakfast. i miss casual conversations in the shower. i even miss your bad sleep days. driving around for hours hoping ill see you at some intersection is sad. i finally saw you at one and think i scrunched my eyebrows with an awkward hand thrown in the air. dumbfounded for 5 seconds seeing the man I love just across the street yet so completely unreachable. 20 seconds later i wondered if i dreamt it. us all carried around in our own metal containers now. If I pass you again, I'll remember to smile and show you my kind eyes. im growing rhubarb. I dont even know how to do anything with it. maybe a pie. i hear it goes well with strawberries. and if there is bread, then you know the rest. i just miss you.