Dreaming

You sat next to me.
threaded your fingrs through mine, dipped your head down, and said
chica, I can't look you in the eye apologize for all the things I've done

so you just held my hand instead.
you leaned your body weight against mine
and I pressed back.
My skin has missed yours more than I realized.

I woke up and it still felt like you were pressed into me
This was your final goodbye.

Either you were letting me go or I was letting you go
or we've finally drifted far enough apart that you're going to start haunting my dreams.

I don't miss you.
Not anymore.
But I hope that everything you desire comes your way.