waiting: 242

sitting in a hotel room
i’m writing at a desk,
listening to music i’ve slept to
on a laptop belonging to a boy i sleep with
& it’s getting dark in here,
it’s quiet
i’m alone &
i want him to come home
so i can look with today’s eyes
on yesterday’s love,
fold him into tomorrow’s wanting
to sleep tonight away

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