Alone in the dark, I think of you

and the things you would whisper to me in the night

and your hand brushing my shoulder to make me aware that you are near

I think of your eyes and what they hold

the stories you would share about where you’ve been and what you’ve seen

I imagine conversations over dinner about our days

And I can feel the way you would touch my hand or pull me close

I imagine someone like you caring for me for someone like me

I imagine that its possible

I imagine a lot of things about us

and I imagine I’ll remain alone for a very long time