1am and i am tired, should be sleeping
1am and i am relieved, should be happy
suddenly, all the good things recede
and all i can think about is
the ocean, the distance
and that i am missing you
isn’t it silly?
you’d think
i didn’t want to be happy
the way i so often miss you
i used to say
i didn’t understand how
i could miss something i’ve never had
but the shape of it, here, in my mind
has been filled in over time
and experience
i know what i’m missing
here
at 1am