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Have I ever told you

that if I sit really still and silent,

sometimes. I like to think

I can hear your heart beating

in time with mine?



Have I ever told you

that when I watch you speak to me

through lines and cords,

and bytes and ram,

I imagine

your voice,

whispering into my ear?



Have I ever told you

that I wait out each day

in anticipation,

wanting

only an hour or two,

just a second in space and time,

to feel close to you?



Have I ever told you

that there has been times,

when I ached for you,

ached for you so badly,

that the emotions overwhelmed me..

and so I sat and cried?



Have I ever told you

that sometimes,

I will reach out,

touching your name

on this cold screen before me,

wishing

I could reach in

and pull you to me?



Have I ever told you

that after the first time I heard

the sound of your voice,

thousands of miles away,

I sat up all night,

turning the conversation over and over

in my mind,

examining it,

like some newly discovered species of flower?



Have I ever told you

that I would give everything up,

just for one night

to be able to lay near you,

to feel your chest rise and fall

with each breath you take,

just to know that you are real?



Have I ever told you

that I dream of you often,

I dream of you reaching out

and touching my hand,

simply to let me know

that you are there,

and everything is okay?



Have I ever told you,

have I still yet to tell you . . .

that I love you?