I'm so familiar with the absence of you
I cannot reach out to touch your sun bleached skin
I cannot kiss your lips of sun setting clouds I cannot provide you the warmth on a cold night
Nor can I see the emeralds that are your eyes swimming in seas trapped in socket
But.
I can hear your voice in every direction
Every message
Every letter sent
It's like you're reading it to me
Every song you send I can hear your not-so
-soothe-singing
I can hear your laughter in all our fantasies And I can hear you sob with every teardrop sent to me.
You're like a voicemail
Prerecorded
And saved to my internal memory
A default setting
That can't be erased from me