How I enjoy
my weekends destroyed.
It’s simple, really.
First, just thrill me,

Then don’t write at all.
Don’t email, text or call.
Just let me contemplate
your silence. Make me wait.

That way, as I’m out in the sun,
trying my hardest to have fun
even though I’m without you,
I’ll be, still, thinking about you.

From sunrise to moonset it’ll make me lose focus
thinking about solo mio that once was us.