i miss you.
ridiculous, i know.
that very act which defies all caustic memories these past nine months have contained
and against my better judgement;
my logical, rational mind and shrouded, over-protective heart.
somewhere buried inside me there is a compartment that is not calloused,
that has not shut you out.
a tiny space that remembers the warmth, the ache and the epiphany of love
and not its antithesis.
in this sliver, this membrane, this cell- you move through me like osmosis.
you exist still in electrical synapses. you are part of my hard wiring.
and in that current and those seconds- i miss you.
ridiculous, i know.
