I Wonder Sometimes

You fill my room
with an overwhelming sense 
of calm. And 
curiosity. And love.
And dread. And regret. 

Your smell lingers 
on my t-shirt.
I breathe you in,
kiss the salt off of your skin.

This night just couldn't
last long
enough. 
You'll leave.
I will wait.

Drowning in thoughts 
of the way you sleep
guarded
as if waiting for the 
bomb to drop.

How your fingertips glide
across the guitar strings
making sounds everybody else
avoids.

The way you drive
with such control and 
adventure in your
eyes. I smile
at the memory of your
voice when you sing in the car.

Then I remember that
I'll wait
and you will leave.