Maybe Poem by Mia McLain

Maybe today I get 2 more minutes than I had yesterday with her.
Maybe today someone else will get in my way.
Prevent me from seeing her.
Maybe today she stops waiting for me.
Maybe today she stops texting me I love you before class.
Maybe today she doesn't want me as badly as she did before.
Maybe today she doesn't need me anymore.
But then again..
Maybe today she wants me more.
Maybe today she obsesses over me like I do her.
Maybe today she sits in class and thinks about me.
Doesn't talk.. But thinks.
Maybe today she feels how I do.
Constantly wanting more.
The 5 minutes I get a day isn't enough.
I get less than an hour with her a week.
So yes when I get less than 30 I get pissed.
When someone else less important gets more time than me yes I get pissed.
Because I'm obsessed.
I can't help it.
I dream about her,
I think about her,
I write about her.
Everything I do is for her.
She doesn't see this though.
She doesn't feel the way I do.
She can go a 30 minutes without the thought of me.
I can't go 5.
I'm obsessed.
Again.