Waking up this morning took more strength than it should have.
By the time I opened my eyes,
nausea set in quickly.

You're gone.
Not just gone to a friends house,
and you'll call me when you need me.

You're gone and no phone call can reach you
No email or text you will respond to
No amount of prayer will make you answer.

My faith
is somewhere out there.
I wish I knew where.

The wind chimes are singing
No wind to be seen,
nor felt.

I can't help but think you're talking to me.

I'm hallucinating.
But I know you're here.