Five Minutes 'Till I Move On

I guess you’ve moved on now
And this is that and that is this.
Wordlessly, there was a shift.
The constant messages that
Your heart sent to mine
Have stopped.
Without a warning
Without a chance for my heart
To realize what it’s like
Without them,
For my lungs to fill with air
That does not have your
Sweet smell on it.
She’s lucky and does she know it?
Does she appreciate the fact
That you know things about things
Or that you need help
Making the most mundane decisions.
I won’t help you anymore,
I can’t if I’m to go on
In this ugly world
Without you to make it
A little more pretty.
So I’ll pull these covers--
Our covers,
Covers under which magic happened--
Over my head
For five more minutes.
Five more minutes and then
I’ll move on, too.