how can it be that it's been 18 years, this week, when it was only yesterday that you said you'd be back when you could, that you had to go.
i've wondered: were you alone then? did you know the time was gone? did you feel me reaching out to you? did you know?
they never came to tell me, i had no status. you kept that world to yourself, i did not go there. you came to my world, where you could rest, find peace. i heard it from others who knew you. bits and pieces of the story as they'd heard it, somewhere in the dirt and the heat. i don't even know where they took you, in the end of it all. not that any of that matters, i will wait for you.
i'll wait for you to find me or me to find you, again.
and i miss you so. how easily the connection is shattered, when the timing is wrong. how many more lifetimes until we are at the same place in the same time again? so many near passes, doomed by things beyond our control.
i miss you so.