Six Months & Thirteen Days

(Josie Sayz: I had to write something special today. It is part of my new poetry anthology that I am writing (Thirteen Miles is a part of this same series). I am in love with this. It came to me rather quickly. I had to write it and post it today, because today is six months and thirteen days).

Six Months & Thirteen Days
It’s been a while since I’ve seen your face.
I’ve been counting down six months and thirteen days.
The number’s repeating for a reason.
It feels like so much more with each passing season.

Thirteen minutes, thirteen hours, thirteen days,
Since I said goodbye, it’s all just been a haze.
Thirteen miles, thirteen steps, thirteen ways.
I’ve dreamt of the reunions, love, collision and delays.
Do I text, do I call, do I write, do I stall?
Or do I stay tight and say nothing at all?
Do I reach out and tell you I still care?
Or do I leave that to you – is that what’s fair?

I’ve been moving on. I’m doing fine,
But every once in a while, thoughts of you cross my mind.
Exciting news, thoughts, ideas I want to share
Come crashing down, knowing you’re not there.

Thirteen minutes, thirteen hours, thirteen days,
Thoughts of you mean so much more than just a phase.
Thirteen miles, thirteen steps, thirteen ways.
My thoughts have been running wild, like I’m lost in a maze.
Do I text, do I call, do I write, do I stall?
Or do I stay tight and say nothing at all?
Do I reach out and tell you I still care?
Or do I leave that to you – is that what’s fair?

Thoughts of love float like a feather.
Reminiscing of us together.
An anchor of hate has my heart sinking.
There I go, keep overthinking.

I’ve been counting down six months and thirteen days.
Wishing things were different. Wishing we could change.

Thirteen minutes, thirteen hours, thirteen days,
Since I said goodbye, it’s all just been a haze.
Thirteen miles, thirteen steps, thirteen ways.
I’ve dreamt of the reunions, love, collision and delays.
Do I text, do I call, do I write, do I stall?
Or do I stay tight and say nothing at all?
Do I reach out and tell you I still care?
Or do I leave that to you – is that what’s fair?

- Josie -