I know you’re there;
I know you know I’m here;
I hear your thoughts;
At least I’d like to think I hear them.
My mind is picturing your eyes..
Your voice- an echo to my soul
To wake me up from this eternal sleep..
I’d like to think our thoughts can meet
I’d like to think it’s not the end
But just a temporary torment..
Of a new beginning.
I’d like to think you know me
And also that I know you…
I’d like to think you’ll show me
The way out of our sorrow.
I’d like to think there is tomorrow..
For us…
I know you hear me…
I know you wonder..
I know you search a healing
For our wounds…
I will be here waiting
And hope that you will also wait
For us to find the healing
For this life that’s counterfeit.

2007, march 14th