I can’t match your dream.
I’m no longer in your reality.
I can no longer relate.
All I can do is talk about my trauma.
And I know that’s scares if not bores you.
I thirst for a connection that is not this shadow.
I want answers too.
I wouldn’t know how to save you either.
Even though I did when I didn’t have much in this material world.
I miss you as much as I miss myself.