do you even come here anymore

this place is empty
just words in their apparent form
(little 1's and 0's really)
strewn across cyberspace
recording feelings
maybe some hopes
definitely some dreams
but like a forgotten book
on a long forgotten, dust covered shelf
the words really are meaningless
unless read
they don't really need to be written
though in writing them there is some catharsis
maybe the soul is freed
or maybe not
regardless
the words are still here
even if you are not

smitten

the thought of you brings a smile
the memory of your looks
your laughter
those eyes
the sound of your voice
you're lovely
without even knowing it
and knowing you as i do
is it any wonder
that i'm smitten?

Lyrical

The sound of your voice
Sweet, melodious
A songbird would envy it
You say you can't sing
But when every word flows
Lyrically
You don't really need to
Do you?

Never Far

I'm sorry
For having imposed
In your life
And perhaps causing
Undue concerns

Your situation
Didn't need meddling
But it may also
Not be over yet
So this I say

I am still here
Never far
A word away
Hiding but
Not invisible

So I may not
Be the presence
I once was
But rest assured
I keep my word

I am never far
And if you need me
I will be here