How I wish to take a stroll,
with you by my side.
With not a care in the world,
with a pep in our stride.
We can chat about the weather,
the trees, and the skies.
Or not utter one word,
leave the talking to our eyes.

We can hike through the mountains,
we can run by the sea.
We can let our minds wander blindly,
as long as you’re with me.
I entertain these possibilities
created by my imagination.
It’s where I’m both with and without you.
What a bittersweet fabrication.