routine
(10.20-22/
11.1.19)

my day starts with a morning text from you
with every heart imaginable
and breath i try not to lose
i reply, heart racing, feeling lucky to even know you
good morning, i say
as you smile into your phone
i can see it through the screen
and i know i'm not alone
though it feels like it, i mean
when i get to school, you walk me to class
but you stay 'cause we're in this together
we talk until the bell rings then you go to your seat
from across the room we exchange smiles and i giggle under my breath
i can't help but he happy, you're just so neat
the long day drags on but it's finally time to go
when i hear the bell i run to you
i haven't seen you all day, it feels like
but i have to wave goodbye 'cause you have somewhere to go to
you text me right away, and i check my phone
we talk for a bit, until you're there and have to go
i'm lying in bed now and staring at the ceiling
my mind goes to you and my heart gets this feeling
i'm so lucky, i think, as i get the text
you're done with me, and moving onto the next