Feel

Let me describe your voice
Maybe I cannot
It feels like a call to a million thoughts
All at once
Only pleasant ones
Yet the thoughts stop sudden
As we go about our bits
And all I am left with
Is a loud silence and emptiness
Yet knowing this distance
If all but wanted
It is the first of many journeys
Which you will need to undertake
If my voice reaches you; know
I ask not to be missed
I want you to see me
Sitting at a corner , watching you
As does your thoughts
They do unto me
And knowing neither of us are alone
Not devoid of our love
Makes me
Makes you
Makes us.