Twenty-Six weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your lips
The next day, the thought of their color
And the next, that time you were eating chips

Twenty Four weeks ago
I woke up at thought of your laugh
The next day, the thought of your smile
And the next, that time you looked mad

Twenty-Two weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your hands
The next day, the thought of their fingertips
And the next, that time you were into bands

Twenty weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your voice
The next day, the thought of your tongue
And the next, that time you rejoiced

Eighteen weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your scent
The next day, the thought of your embrace
And the next, that time you had to vent

Sixteen weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your kiss
The next day, the thought of its taste
And the next, that time you wanted to quit

Fourteen weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your face
The next day, the thought of your touch
And the next, that time you wanted third base

Twelve weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your writing
The next day, the thought of your sounds
And the next, that time we were fighting
Ten weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your whisper
The next day, the thought of your body
And the next, that time you were in winter

Eight weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your eyes
The next day, the thought of your lashes
And the next, that time you became mine

Six weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your cheeks
The next day, the thought of your redness
And the next, that time you said “I’ll see you in a couple of weeks”

Four weeks ago
I woke up at the thought of your hair
The next day, the thought of your chest
And the next, that time you gave me a glare

Two weeks ago
I thought about your music
The next day, the thought of your playlist
And the next, that time you wish you weren’t human

One week ago
I thought about your thoughts
The next day, the thought of your words
And the next, that time we were both fingers crossed

Today, I thought “how the hell did I lose you?”