waiting for words to come that hold and carry all the weight all the depth of my affection I resign lately to abandon language there are none our vocabulary offers you are you are all I’ve ever wanted more than boyhood dreams could have expected I’d wait a great many more lifetimes over again and writing the same ending would become so much the same that I’d forget do you fear the same things I do conversations echoing through empty hallways’ authorless speech no familiar hand within reach know that I am as scared as you of the thought of losing you can’t say what I’d do