I’m still there.  
I’m on your mustache.  
I’m on your neck and shoulder.
I’m on your breath and
seeped into your lips.  
I am present in your mind,
and you are here in mine.  
So there isn’t really an absence,
is there?  
I can still feel your laugh.
And your smile.  
And the warm and fuzzies inside me.
I’m there inside you too.