there are others here, but without you... this realm -> deserted. it takes me all night to get to you in my dreams and when I do our conversation is easy, as always, but then I awaken some days when I look at the birds I know you are too. some days when I hear the birds I imagine your boat crashing on my shore with a knock at the door... what happens next devours all that ever existed. I can't tell you how long I've been here.
