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I really haven't had the guts to say, "I made a mistake." Days keep passing and nights couldn't be more void of stars. I'm sick of spinning through the universe laid out in a field of wild-grass in search of your heart. You're never where you're supposed to be. Right here in my arms breathing to the beat of my heart. I made a mistake when I told you I'll be there no matter what. I didn't realize that I would lose my words to the rhythm of your going out and coming in. Stitching fragments of time between hello and goodbyes wasn't what I meant when I said I've got it covered, don't worry about me. If I would've known the chill of your absence before you turned your back to leave I would have wrapped my intentions around you and held on until you fell in love like leaves with autumn. I would have knit my legs with yours and quilted the picture of eternity we often make. Kissing the nape of your neck inhaling your scent with every peck. I would have checked your pulse with cheeks until I heard the beat knocking some sense back into me. I would've said, wait...just hold me a little while longer.

-Lovve