When it gets a little quiet

and you start to miss me,

just know

I’m probably missing you too.

In the same soft, stubborn way,

like a thought that won’t quite leave,

like something warm

you don’t really want to lose.

So if you catch yourself

wishing I were there,

I am.

Just a little distance away,

thinking of you

in all the same moments.

And if that’s not enough…

I’ll be right here

waiting for you to come find me again.