I fell in my kitchen today and looked around afterwards as I sat up and began to think. I don't have a husband that I can call at work to come help me. All I can do is text message or phone card 5000 miles away and he can do nothing for me.... I miss him.. I miss his smell .. his touch.. I miss sitting with him... I miss talking to him face to face.. and walking at night through old neighborhoods with jasmine hanging. And I listen to women complaining about their husbands and I just want to shake them, to tell them they are so lucky to have him by their side
Until you are here with me
Every touch is in my memory
The port, the sand ,the salt ,the sea
The way the air tasted and the night felt
As you walked with me, at night and you held my hand
And jasmine lingered all around us
I miss you so and I want to melt
Into the seat of my car or when I sleep,melt into my mattress
because you are not here with me
My bills frighten me
The USCIS frightens me
They seem like insurmoutable obstacles
But I love you so
I love you so
Even though it makes no sense as to how my heart has attached itself
To other ports, to other time zones, to other streets with foreign names
But I love you so
The minutes matter , the days matter, the months seem like a prison
Christmas becomes my timeline date
The summer becames days till an Noa2
and I miss you baby
Nonsensical and foolish
I miss you so
Even if no one understands
My heart has no limits
And my love no frame of reference
And I will suffer this until I have you by myside
Until I have you here with me
