A stranger told me once

There are many ways to tell someone

You love them without saying the words

I think about that every time I see the sun rise

I look at the colours of the clouds

And how they blend together so nicely

Like all of the flowers I gave you,

Plucked straight from the roots in my body

I write you letters in the form of songs

About missing something from my life

I look for traits of you in every person that I meet,

Your hair or your laugh or your temperament

I think about the way that everything is connected

And grows from a source of unconditional love

The trees and the earth and the stars and the rocks

And the space between us

I listen to the rain outside my window

And I hope you’re warm and dry and comfortable

Cozy under a pile of blankets and pillows

I cry and I cry and I cry for hours

And I hope I never stop feeling connected to you