Logically Poem by danae kavouridi

I had a tattoo with your name
on the skin surface,
between my thumb
and my forefinger vein,
with a number eight
Black uniball pen.
Put notes in your pocket,
and worried about you
when driving here and back.
I told you I love you
while you were asleep.
And looked at you,
when breathing.
I had a nightmare
you went away,
I got jealous for me
not being your first love,
and secretly hoped
of being the last.
I let my hair fall,
and myself go.
I lost a part of me
inside you…
Now you are sleeping
so logically-
like you have been
there for years.
I am staring at you
like an unexplored place
noone has ever seen before,
trying to find
any markings that could lead me
to that part of mine,
that is curled up
somewhere inside you.