"OH, I DREAM OF YOU!"
We can still see each other,
thanks to the webcam on our computers
or hear each other on our phones.
some things are irreplaceable.
I miss having you close,
those long hugs like we miss each other the most,
sitting at the same table and sharing jokes,
sometimes feeling your faint stubble,
your aftershave-look to avoid looking old.
I miss feeling safe,
but I know I’m no longer a little girl.
You can’t protect me forever.
I must survive this solitude
by keeping me busy in any way I could.
When I sleep,
I sometimes dream of you
and can’t help feeling blue...