As I slip back into darkness I call your name. My own voice echoes back from the cold chasm filled with memories from the past. I failed to break the stone wall that guards your fragile heart. The crisp night chokes my dreams; untouched by your ghostly hands. If I could tunnel through I would be there in an instant, squeezing heavy droplets from the corner of my soul and sharing in the burden that keeps us both at bay. I’ll keep a tiny candle burning gently for your sight. It warms me just enough to make everything alright.