No less than three times have I thought of you today.
Most recently when I saw you online in my chat service.
In this current society, I know I'm supposed to be the one to contact you, but that does not seem to have benefited us the last few times.
God knows, for every time I've dropped by, there has been another time I've driven by, but thought better about intruding unannounced.
Seems like a lifetime ago that you and I walked the waterfront. We laughed, we played... and when I came to you standing on a bench and my head pressed into your bosom, I felt it was the warmest, softest sensation I had ever known.
But immediately after I wondered if I would ever feel that again. And I mourned each moment after that I would not.

After a few days of rain the sun has come out- moments before sunset. And I wonder how long before we can share again playing with our food, night drives, watching passing ships, or sitting beside each other. Saying nothing at all.