Almost 12 am
I am reminiscing over every conversation we had
I saved them all
Sometimes when I miss you enough
I read them over and over
From the beginning
Like a movie of time being played out
Between us
When I see them enough
I feel like I’m near you
In that space where we were once
So so close
Almost like a Time Machine
I can’t figure out how it all happened so fast
you are like grasping at steam as it floats away
I can feel the wet heat in my hands
How can I be near you again  
I’m waiting for steam to rise, turn into rain, and wash over me