Each drag fills me with a familiar kind of guilt I have known all these years

A faimliar kind of good

Meanwhile

His voice brings me somewhere I wanna get carried away to

A state I didn’t think I’d ever want to go back into

Something I thought I won’t ever want to go through

A jigsaw without pieces to put together

But us two

Ghosts of a funny puzzle even a fool would not laugh at

Almost nonexistent save for a punch in the chest I want to fill with

Anything but you.

But you are the only one here and I do not want to make a choice

Again