that today I shall see you again.
I make my breakfast slowly, purposefully,
hoping you will be there to share it with me.
I can hear you, just behind your door, but half a world away.
The day goes on and work is but a ruse, taunting me,
keeping me from that which I cannot have.
You open your door.
I see you, and you smile, happy you get to see me again.
Too stunned to move I can do nothing but let out a weak hello.
Then, there you go on your away again,
and all I can do is watch in silence.
And then the day ends and the night is the only one
who comes to call.
I lay myself down to dream but can only hope in silence
that tomorrow I shall see you again.