Before I needed to go
I wanted to watch a final show
With you,
Tucked into my side,
troubled love, I loved you so
These days, I view it alone
The service I subscribe to
Is streaming eyes
O poor poor me oh my’s
I still have two sides in which another love
Can be tucked into
Take your pick

Put your head on my shoulder
Fall asleep if you want to
Stay awake, wrapt in story, together
I might fall asleep too
We can wake later, aggravated
At each other
But I bet we get over it, quickly
Make coffee
Make a rushed breakfast
Kiss a meaningful, if brief, kiss
And know what it all means