Hang my head.
Moments of silence...
The screams. Your voice. My name.
The company. It is you.
Sat and slept side by side.
So many miles.
Days uncertain...
Thought I smelled you in the sheets.
Found a lavender wrinkle thingy in the blankets.

Do you still dream in color?
Hopes of bright imagery?

Every message; always conveyed something.
You gave your time...
Did you use it wisely?

Was more than a quota...

Do you have less stress?
Is there more meaning or memory?

Life is serious.
Forget wading; swim.
Could we be in person?