It is hard to
comprehend,

what you mean to me.

I could fall to you
and
I don't think
I would
mind.

But the real question
too crossed to
understand.

For where are you now?

You have tried so hard,
for
I have seen it, a glimpse.

I witness your grief,
dear,
and its all too
familiar.

We are the same,
but you left,
and I was gone once again.

We could have shared,
such a simple
occurrence.

But even that was taken.

Dear,
I've been lost.

But finding you is only the
beginning.

Because,
it seems,
your walls are almost as tall,
and thick,
as mine.

And you lost yourself as well,
along the way,
once upon a time,

and I return, and
I see it.

Disconnecting completely,
and this time,

I understand.