Birthday Wish

I sit in the room watching the clock 

At nine at night I think to my self three hours till I turn 19

Then I hear the question that everyone has been asking me since the beginning of Feburary

What do I want for my birthday?

A couple of hours till my birthday and still no answer.

I push the thought to the back of my brain.

I leave my room to do dishes.

Look at the clock on the stove 

Ten only two hours left until I turn 19

Then the question pops back up.

What do I want for my birthday?

Well now I have an answer but it not something that I can get.

Once again I push the thought away.

Pull out my computer and start to write this poem.

Look at the bottom of my computer screen

11 one hour left till I am 19 

No question pops up this time.

Only an image of the one thing I want but can't have for my birthday.

Someone who moved a couple of years ago.

Who has probably forgotten me and everyone in this small town

Yet I can not forget him.

11:22 only 38 minutes left until I turn 19 

Still sitting in the room writing this poem. 

My mom texts me asking again what do I want for my birthday.

I simply answer to spend time with my family that is the only thing I want for my birthday.

Since the one other thing I really want for my birthday is something I can not get.

I rather spend it with the many people I have.

The people who I love and the ones that haven't forgotten me.

11:30 only thirty minutes left until I get the best birthday wish yet.