The life I live now –
every single breath I take,
every moment, every thought
must be totally foreign to You.
I have moved light-years away,
a little spark on the opposite
end of Your galaxy –
almost extinguished,
estranged from You.
Yet I yearn for You so much –
isn’t that strange?
People approach me with genuine affection.
I look at them, trying to find You among them,
but then I turn away – to hide my tears.
Sometimes I feel I can continue to breathe
only because of You.
If I heard,
that I am a person of the past to You,
a disappointment buried in the riverbed of time,
I think I could not bear to live
even a moment more.
But if I heard that You called for me,
I would cross oceans, deserts,
and mountains to come to You.
Please find a way to let me know
whether You can still love me.