And Sometimes..

Sometimes
in between the opening
& closing off eyelids
I dream of you
...
yes
within blinks
I picture me
& you
reunited
for the first time
& yes
I miss you
as if you've already
been here
...
Sometimes
within sunsets
I yearn for moonlight
so we can mentally moonwalk
in happiness
...
yes
I'd rather spend
my life believing
I'm from outerspace
& hoverboards
really exist
...
if it means
I get to orbit worlds
with you
then a life
trying to phone home
will do just fine
...
but
understand
that sometimes
I tend to miss you
...
like in mornings
when cooking for one
seems so mundane
& when
a song we both love
come running across my mind
or
at times
where no one understands
my madness
...
I sigh
& continue
to go on about my day
in high hopes
that you could be missing me
in the same way
...
I'll pray
...