Worlds Away

A poem I wrote this morning. No judging, I don't do poetry, but I tried (It's written in free verse). Press play to listen to the music as you read. Hope you like it :) :)

I miss you. 

How many hours, minutes, and seconds

I stood there, wishing,

You would come back to me.

It seems like just the other day...

I walked through the long hall

trying to find my room, rounding

the corner,

and there you were,

standing there,

looking guilty while the rest ran out

yelling, "Man! Are you

serious?!"

Our eyes held for just a moment

and then I was walking

the other direction,

shaking my head and

giggling 

silently

to myself.

It seems like just the other day...

We sat there, staring,

twelve people

sitting between us. Silently.

Then a change in thought.

Then there I was,

scooting over.

Then there you were,

sitting so close.

My heart gave a flutter,

face full of confusion.

That sly smile peeking,

we weren't friends,

not really. "Is it alright,

if I,

sit here?" A smile.

It seems like just the other day...

It was a Wednesday.

You wore a black dress shirt,

grey tie and jeans,

looking oh so suave.

Chatting with my dad and

promising that I 

would be home on time.

We couldn't stop talking

the whole ride down.

It's possible 

I was

a little, well,

                                                                                                distracting.

We laced up.

You took off, showing

your mad skills

while I giggled and followed

s l    o         w               l                      y

behind in pursuit.

They called for snowball,

taking my hand. But,

it was girls choice.

I chose you, but first I had to 

catch

you.

It seems like just the other day.

But it wasn't.

667 days ago...

 I first met you.

Not knowing, the outcome

of our futures.

445 days ago...

You decided

you wanted to sit by

me.

435 days ago...

 You asked 

me out, for the first of many.

We played like the big kids

we were.

375 days ago...

The last phone call I
-- ever --

got from you. It lasted three hours

while I sat on the porch of my

Rexburg apartment, it lightly rained.

You were sitting in your American

Fork room, trying to pack. Different paths,

awaiting us.

374 days ago...

 You left.

I never got that goodbye hug.

I felt empty.
But you had to.

You had to go,

there was no other way.

I needed you to go,

they deserve you more than I do.

Now.

I send my prayers to you every night,

hoping you receive them

when you wake in the morning
and get down on your knees
and thank the Lord
for another day of service.

You are my best friend, 

and one day,

621 days,

or so,

away, 

hopefully I will get

to see you again.

Okay, o-okay ----

I really miss you.

With Love, Alyssa Wood