waking suddenly alone
Such distance forged between us;
both inches of cold impassable bedsheet,
Rumples impossible to ascend.
No hiking equipment with which to assist my journey
Failure; through lack of preparation?
Embarking anyway, believing the goal attainable
Believing? Feeling... Expecting at least.
Supported by a thousand watching friends
So frigid the coldness between here and you
So hostile the elements to conquer
So unwilling the soul
This distance forged between us
Not by life, or time or hazard