Sitting alone, again, on a sweet September evening.
You’re so far away and yet you permeate my every thought
I see your face in the clouds as they sail across the sky
I hear your voice as the waves crash upon the shore
Water curling over and toppling the sand with its foamy white froth
The sky takes on a pastel hue deepening as it reaches the horizon
The leaves of the palm trees wrestling as I sip my glass of wine
Wind-blown hair dancing as the sun creeps lower
While the cat comes to curl up as if becoming my second skin
Resting her head on my lap as she shares her comforting purr
I see a couple walking, holding hands
Her laughter pierces the balmy air
A pang of jealousy washes over me, but then I remember
All the ways you find to remind me
That I’m the center of your world
I smile again and move to rise
Placing my hands upon the railing
Slowly I lean back to see the sky up above
This same sky that is above your head right now, albeit thousands of miles away,
Across the world from me
Suddenly, I feel closer to you as I watch the sun dip it’s fiery toes into the dark blue water
Then sinking the whole of its orange-red body into the gulf
Knowing that you won’t be gone forever
I close my eyes and pretend you’re right here with me holding my hand as well as my heart.
And I’m no longer sitting alone.
