Flowers in Germany

What emotion is anticipation?

I’m so close to you I can almost taste

Last year when I came back

To my bedding on the creak

Mornings overlooking river drakes

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I take cheap food and make it good

I see the shadow of myself in you

I see the perfect rose from the bunch that you sent me

It’s beautiful but it’s hollow, I’d rather have you

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Melting snow, it bubbles and flows,

Over uneven cobblestones

Tomorrow I leave

Tomorrow night I‘ll stay with you

Tonight is the last time I’m here alone

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December is short but the nights are long

When you’re so far from the one that you love

This year I came back, again

I had to move past growing pains

And my therapy is dragging out

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I eat food that wasn’t very good

At first, and has seen better days

There’s flowers on the desk you sent me

This town is pretty on the surface, but it doesn’t run through

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Drag the case over cobblestones

Coming somewhere that resembles home

Inability to sleep

Inability to mourn

My bed creaks and I’m bereft of you.