someday
maybe 4 years from now
in some coffee shop
in some other town
235.4 miles from mine
i will hear hesitant footsteps
across a dusty floor
and right there
we will meet again
both of us
a little less broken
a little more composed
and maybe
just maybe
you will reach for me
across the table
and our fingertips will touch
for the first time in years
and maybe
just maybe
we’ll still be in love
just like we promised
and finally
it will be enough
Maybe, Jamie B. ( dyinginsidemyownhead )