limbs heavier with i’ve missed you
but you still smelt same of mum
of sunday spaghetti
and soft yellow curves hello
meo ơi, mẹ bảo
meo đâu rồi?
yet you didn’t hear me when “con chỉ thế thôi”
when i was up to my ears in take me home
“why we are talking nonsense to impress?”
và “con không muốn hiểu tiếng việt”
điều đặc biệt
là you are the person i’ve been with the longest
yet it is you who has taught me the most about being away
now that i can’t stay i juggle peace with the days i miss
squeezing words between your sentences as the tv spoke
and napping
and the way you let me snug past dinner time
and breakfast
and lunch
simply because i looked too happy for our sunday
perhaps you did know i wasn’t okay
the way you knew some days called for mì spaghetti
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