Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait. Days, Days, Days, Days, Days.

Walking back, our tongues stained

by mumbled plans, our mouths

saturated with the taste of Chinese.

You didn't expect to see me that day.

Stumbling awkwardly, out of breath.

I didn't know what to say anyway.

I forgot how all this felt.

Only an hour and thirty minutes.

You asked if I was alright

for my breathing was strange

I said I was fine, not to worry.

I tried hard to be calm.

We got to your steps.

You went and woke him up.

We turned up the music.

I tried hard to make it right.

I love you like I hate being alone.

Desperately, fully, and without

any sense of direction at all.

It's all a big adventure.

Nothing is set up in concrete.

Maps always change shape.

Just move with plate tectonics.

Just believe in what you said back then again.