just look at you

I almost can’t see you

because of how much I don’t want to miss you 

what a tragedy it would be

to fear missing the moment so much

that I miss it 

so I’ll stop and soak you in

even imperfectly 

and impermanently

I just want to look at you

and treasure the now 

and let go of the need 

to hold on to it all

but oh how I want to hold onto it all