Recently
when its late at night,
i've been pulling you out of my memory
like an old and tattered photograph from a wallet
and while memories bombard my bed,
i hug my pillow extra tight
and imagine it to be your stomach
that were still cuddling in the back seat of your car
as as you stroke my hair back
i draw a heart around our names on the fogged window
praying that it somehow evaporates to heaven
as a please to God
to always keep us near and together
because as it stands,
right now
i still miss you
