Now
It is so hard to think
of you over there,
when I am over here
but it is all I can do
to keep my sanity
I miss you more than
I can express with
words, for they are
but words
Thinking of words said,
things done
in my head
in my heart
in the past
If the past is all I
have
I need to make now
the past
but not vice versa
because I do not
wish to live there
in a place that has
been but never is
If I did not miss you
and if I did not think
of you
and if I did not feel
it as I feel it
then I would not be
writing this
nor be feeling what I
feel
But I do, so I will
JoHo, 2009-09-28