Again

I run on a treadmill 

as fast as I can

within the speed limit

that I set

for myself.

I run towards 

a healthy heart 

and fucked up knees. 

I run in the same direction 

again and

haven’t moved 

an inch. 

I wait for her

at the coffee shop.

She is late 

again.

We eat and laugh

and have a great 

conversation 

again. 

We sit in silence 

in melding energies

again. 

I watch her leave

again. 

I write more things. 

I sleep less. 

I think and dream and smile 

again.