a name and
feeling born in the depth
of that winter before we
met
and here I am, still
awake in the dark
the sun soon to rise
and writing and thinking
of you
in silence
drinking my coffee and listening
to the tap tapping of these keys
and the seconds
ticking by
reminding me
of what I'm unsure
if it were a choice
it would be untrue
it is no choice
it just is
I love you
still wrestling with being
ok
I am, I think.
it's life led and not dwelling on the things
that; the thing that
(this distance)
I cannot control
just as I love
it just is
and we live with it
and the clock ticks
unknowing, oblivious
but reminding
there's still life to be lived
and indeed the world is alive
and
awake before the sun
as am I.
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