ashitachan

The weather here Can be rather erratic But I view it in a pleasing way At least I can keep warm, And wait until these weeks Slowly trickle to a standstill Quite like this year As the holidays call to me Neutrality present The voice in my head silent For once It seems I eagerly await My next burst of motivation To finish And to see him again I'm learning, To not smother Like a candle Hogging the vicinity And space of a furnished room But I wait Fill the silence with words And thoughts So until then I'm thinking of him.