My Baby's at the Corner Store

You been gone for a while, they start to doubt— but I know where you at. In the dead of night no matter what room you occupy, I abide. Through all my senses I feel you all around me. Petrifyingly beautiful, they begin to leave with a misunderstanding. Baby they think you don't visit me. Not knowing you were sitting across from us grinning ear to ear. I choose this early time as the nightfall is only for me. When you come alive. Your hair is spaced out curling from the top to the ends, same as how we embrace. A hand wraps around my shoulder blade and another at the back of my head. How have I managed to say goodbye? Destroying every part of me only to pick up the pieces and make me feel whole. My sweet illusion.