Faceless:

to you, I am 

an unknown, unseen

a friend by word alone

and you for me.

Still.

I see you, I think

drop in my ocean

your voice,

pleading above the waves,

makes me ache.

I am sorry

so sorry

you are stuck

in yourself

captured, contained

creature of habit cornered.

I promise

(if it helps, it probably won't)

you are young

I am young too.

One day

you, me

us, separate in body

held together by the tie

the thread

of shared thought, want, hurt

we will tear

claw

from our consciousness,

moth from crysalis, born anew

searching souls, set

free.

We will be, one day

free.

The wait is long,

I know.

Would you

could you

sit here awhile,

just

for the time being?

There is a place

next to me

your name is on it

the writing is blurred,

I cannot read it

but it speaks

of you.