My thoughts expand as much as your lungs
As I walk a campus filled with more memories than people
Yet it feels empty
And it’s quiet
Even when the sun sings over the mountains
I feel the presence of you
On the other side
Yet I’m caught
When time was a year ago
I’m caught in a present past
And it’s quiet
Where I can’t go back
And it’s quiet
Where I now stand
Where I and your presence lack
The world is quiet where we can’t speak
Yet we both see
Where we can both be.
[for my friends, the three that have gone and those with whom I can relate]
