When the day comes I don't think of you
It will pass unnoticed, unmarked
Until such a time as once again
You pass among my thoughts

I wonder how it will seem then
Your presence as figurative as your absence
In reality there is no change
Will the memory feel more distant?

When the time comes I've forgotten
Your name - will it? Will I struggle
As when I first learned you so alien
Yet so familiar - I hungered

Until the day comes I will feel lost
As you pass among my thoughts

8/20/25