Across airwaves cut short
know that I still care about you
you still mean a lot to me.
I would still sit silently with you
in waiting rooms.
Hold you in those quiet moments
When the world felt overwhelming.
Love you in a way
only we understood.
There is no expectation,
no hope for anything more,
but love remains,
no matter how long
we let it sit in this vacuum.
Through IV drips.
Through long stints of near death
In the name of life
through battles that may never truly be won.
Know that I care.
Know that love is silence.