questions?

are you still out there?

are you still reading
my work?

are you still thinking
about me?

are you still searching
for answers,
for love,
for passion,
for me?

at times i feel a dreamlike quality wash over me
and an ocean of emotion fills an unimaginably large space
left by your absence.

is it raining where you are?
does it seem so very far away?

has this poem moved you to say hello?