Human

My dear friend,

Tonight I quietly ponder

Why you are so far away.

It is so difficult to reach you

As you remain distant,

Almost supernatural in this light.

When I cannot sleep,

I think of you

And stare out my window.

I know you are there,

Waiting for me to open up

and share my thoughts.

The solitude is intriguing;

It is forcing me to explore,

To look inside.

How is it that you are always there?

A constant in my life,

That boldens me to share.

I am simply human,

However mystifying and odd.

I write you knowing only this.