White noise

February 9th, 2021

My charming inamorato,

I am 5 fake good-morning smiles away

'till I don't have to pretend I'm sad because I miss you.

Lately, I've been trying to silence the world with headphones

But the truth is, sometimes, there’s only white noise playing

Through the times, I'm disconnected from the world

I tend to picture you and I walking in a lavender field

watching the strands dance to the rhythm of the wind

as if nature was delighting us with a homecoming performance

Daydreaming about you and me has become my guilty pleasure

I envision us snuggling on the couch

walking at the beach on a Sunday morning

leaving foots prints on the sand

The times I do listen to music,

I picture us dancing in the kitchen while cooking a salty, half-burned chicken

for even my delusion

My cooking skills lack your attention to detail

I count the minutes to the hours

until you swift a smile of mine

with your warm embrace and the words that follow

Always and forever

yours truly

Ibis