because you are not here there is too much space in my bed and it does not matter if there are too many pillows because you are not here my freckles can multiply a hundred fold without comment and it does not matter if I am too sunburnt to be embraced because you are not here there is more than enough silence for me to hide in and it does not matter if my eyes reply as my mouth never would dare because I am not there my eyes cannot entreat you to unlock heart and mind and for once it matters that there are things I can't find words to say because I am not there I cannot share half of a single breath and it matters so much that I cannot run my fingertips across your furrowed brow because I am not there I cannot catch your eye across a room just to be sure I didn't dream you and because there is it almost matters that there is a continent between us