It is painstakingly evident when I miss you. It is painstaking, when you are not around me; when we are not laughing ridiculously, making stupid things funny, appreciating the same beautiful thing in different ways, sharing our ideas & beliefs & wonders & endless questions & curiosities...
There are moments; when I laugh or tilt my head to my shoulder in order to see something more closely, in an attempt for some perspective, those moments when reality & imagination merge to create an incredible vision only you would understand or perhaps think of yourself... those moments are beautiful & cursed, for I look over in your direction with a dolphin smile to share... but you're not really there. All there is, is empty air to fill my limp lungs to fuel my stuttered heart, when you're not here.
But you feel it. Me. My thoughts of you... & immediately I am reminded that our minds are so synchronized, so parallel, when I see your name on my 2 inch screen after a message-ring from my pocket; I can't help but look over, & smile at the empty air where I know you know I am looking for you.
You remind me, that we were made for greatness together.
There are moments; when I laugh or tilt my head to my shoulder in order to see something more closely, in an attempt for some perspective, those moments when reality & imagination merge to create an incredible vision only you would understand or perhaps think of yourself... those moments are beautiful & cursed, for I look over in your direction with a dolphin smile to share... but you're not really there. All there is, is empty air to fill my limp lungs to fuel my stuttered heart, when you're not here.
But you feel it. Me. My thoughts of you... & immediately I am reminded that our minds are so synchronized, so parallel, when I see your name on my 2 inch screen after a message-ring from my pocket; I can't help but look over, & smile at the empty air where I know you know I am looking for you.
You remind me, that we were made for greatness together.
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