I haven't heard your voice in person in months.
That's far too long.
I haven't heard your laugh in months.
That's far too long.
I haven't seen you in months.
Not physically see you, but really see you.
The you that has the walls broken down.
The you that is the person I imagine laughing.
I hear your voice in my head constantly.
I hear you doing your excited, higher pitched voice.
I hear you doing your voice of dismay.
I hear you talking in frustration.
I hear you singing.
Oh god.
Your singing.
I heard someone that sounded like your singing voice and it was literally music to my ears.
For a brief blissful second I thought,
Oh my god she's here. She's here.
But you weren't.
I don't think you ever will be again.
