Vacant

These past few weeks
Months, actually
My mind has been vacant

He finally left
And I had all these empty rooms
I had nothing to fill with
And I liked it that way
This peace of mind
I haven't known for a long time

And then, in a moment that was usually
Exhaustion, satisfaction, breathlessness
You crept into my mind

And boy
Let me tell you
All alarms just went off

Time

I will make time for you
To see what you've been up to
Read whatever you post online
Wonder even if it's just for a second
If I should talk to you

But then I refuse to
Make time to be with you
To actually reach out, talk
Go beyond a like or retweet
And that makes all the difference
Doesn't it?