oceans
My heart aches because of the ocean that floats between us,
because the hours do not match.
because our time doesn't fit anymore,
and the cups of tea cannot be snatched between the running in and out.
My heart aches at not hearing the end of your day news
at not being there when the ring was slipped on your finger,
at not celebrating and laughing and decorating in the dungarees.
My heart aches because you know my face,
you read my eyes and smiles and know when to hug
and when to hand me the tea and leave me to my thoughts.
My heart aches because of the ocean that floats between us,
and soars because we are where we are.
It is good, and it will be okay.
It soars because we are created for so much more.
For life that is adventurous and Glorious.
He has us in His hands.
He always did.
Even when oceans mean more than a hallway separates us.
However much I love my life here, it is impossible not to miss people until it hurts sometimes.