As time slowly passes,
my mind seems to wonder,
is this the sunshine?
or lightening and thunder?

Is this the dream
or simply a phase?
From what I can see,
we have limited days.

Time apart
is like a knife through the heart,
but when we’re together
it couldn’t get better.

As my mind twists the facts
and turns them to fiction,
my jealousy switches
and turns to addiction.

© Copyright 2016 Chris Whitehouse