Be Here

I want you to be here. I’m saving this spot just for you. Right here across from me in this empty booth. It’s funny that a missing ring can feel so heavy. Like I lost something I haven’t found yet. Like a promise still sitting on your lips, behind your teeth, An almost something leaving a bittersweet taste on your tongue. Because the thought of you is rich and satisfying. Melt in your mouth wonderful. But as I continue to wait, the bite of my bitter eats at the flavor. I’m terrified time will rot the taste of you instead of aging it to perfection.

I want you to be here, Not in this town that I want to leave behind, Not a you that is imperfect and unfinished, Not a you that I’m biding my time with until the real you comes along, Not a me that isn’t complete. Not a me that is so desperate for you that just anyone will do. Not a me or you that is outside of time and place.

I want you to be here with me now when I’m surrounded by others, When I’m the odd man out, When I want to talk about nothing. When life gets too heavy, When the world is just right, When I’m all smiles, And when I’m all spite. I want to fast forward until I’ve found you and then rewind, Bringing the you and me we are meant to be back to every moment I felt I was lacking.

I want you to be here. I’m working so hard to be patient, Because when you finally arrive I want there to be no question. I don’t want to compromise or settle. I don’t want my friends having doubts. I want you and me forever, But when days like today burden my heart, I want to have you and me now.