Coming Home
I walked briskly the entire way. Wasn't dressed for this weather. Even took the time warp to try and get home faster, but it didn't help. Neither did the smoldering ash I breathed into my lungs the entire way. I was still freezing by the time I got home. Turned on the heater and stood over the grating to try and defrost my numb toes. The warmth ran up my legs and wrapped around my torso. I thought about you the entire time. Wish you didn't work so much. I'd love to talk to you right now. I pondered old love today. Wondering what would be different this time if anything. Guess I don't know. I just know something is. There's something about you, something about us, that I don't quite understand but don't need to.