I miss you.
Yet I just saw you a few hours ago.
We're like two ships passing in the night sometimes.
One of us at home & the other at work.
Spending hours & hours apart - this is how
adulting & working happens. Yet for us,
it seems so much worse this time around.
We've been here before in this dance.
The tune has changed & the steps
feel very new this time around.
I sit here lonely missing you.
Its becoming such a familiar feeling.
Balance family & work they say.
Make time for both.
Yet work keeps us apart...