The Weekend Poem by Pauline Levesque

that after the most amazing weekend that now I have to be without you.
You still permeate my thoughts, my soul and my heart.
Your sweet scent is in my clothes, my bed....
I ache for you and there is no immediate relief in sight.
You seem distant, cold and yes, a little angry,
maybe you don't feel what I feel,
that is possible,
are we now going to distance ourselves from what has been happening?
are we now going to find things wrong with each other....
has that wonderful magic we just experience passed?
you text me...you reach out to me...I say I love you...
You do seem to know just the right moment...