I can hear you singing
And reaching out to me
Through the grace of this breeze
And in the warmth of the sun
It’s like your hand is gliding against my skin
My mouth is empty
Full of things it can never express
And I owe you so much
It doesn’t seem fair to leave you this way
But I’ve walked, and I’ll keep on walking still
Until there’s an entire Earth between us
I’ll stay where there’s no wind to carry your voice
No sun to touch what skin has been burnt
And I won’t say a single word
And I’ll try not to feel anything
Because I owe myself that much, at least.