Exchange

I’d cut September out of the year like I’d cut this heart out of my chest and give it back to you.

I’m tired of aching.

Even one month is too long.

This missing and longing is nine years too late.

Waking,

Sleeping,

Dreaming,

Missing.

Take it away.

Take September, you can have it.

I’ve had plenty without you now but still my heart forgets this fact.

Let me have my heart back- it beats in your chest as this one does for you.

Let’s exchange hearts and you keep September.

Hope this finds you well,

-L