So much to say in the next five minutes.

Silence abounds;

There is so much between us. It seems

Miles and miles

Separate, but we still know

What the other is doing: smiling, laughing

Crying because

You’re not here.

I miss you.

If there was one thing I want to do,

It’s call up all my friends, everyone in the phone book even

And tell them

All how much

I

Love

You.