as silly little thoughts tumble round my head,
every so often, I tear my mind away from myself

and as I ponder life's convoluted web,
I am drawn to your strand,
and glad that it's still humming, if just gently so

it might be the longest shot there ever was,
but as I sort through my feelings, as I untangle the knots,
I hope you know I am thinking of you.
I hope you hear my love, through the silence and the noise.
I hope you know who I am and remember who you are.