Where are you in this great big world. A whisper that was once a shout just louder than my thoughts but not so loud I couldn’t hear you. Your eyes the sea and the sky, your hair the windswept plains.
Your words the mountains.
My thoughts the sea throwing itself against the shore as it fights the wind for purchase on a violent beach of stone.
Your smile, the calm in me. The rose of my cheeks. The warm in my chest.
I look for you in the quiet corners where dreams like to hide. Where mist and shadows like to blend and play taunt nightmares toward the light. Sometimes I think I see you there, quiet as you ever were. Suggestion of a smile, question in those perfect eyes.
But I blink and then you're gone.
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