Checking in

Just needs a few pixels on a screen

To feel seen.

You proved that to me.

Same words, but it feels

Not that real

When it’s not you who hears.

Comfort of an existence.

Presence from afar.

It’s not patience,

But conviction

That we carry in our hearts.

You can’t be alone

If you carry someone’s love,

Can you?

And on our journey,

With heavy luggage,

There’s still some room for just a thought

Of you.