Where are you?
I’m here, waiting,
Only half.
I look up at the black sky
And ask the bright stars.
Come to me.
You are not where I looked.
I need not be resigned
To never becoming whole.
I love you, miss you and long for you
You who I know but
Not by name or face.
Won’t you come?
We can watch the stars together
Feel music and sing together.
We can spend whole nights reading
And finding patterns together.
We will recognise ourselves when we meet.
Won’t you come to me?