Ache

As dawn approached,
it dawned on me-
that I look for you,
everyday,
like the sunrise.

I wait for your light to
penetrate my day,
no matter how bright,
no matter what way.

You sneak in
when I'm starting my car
or walking up stairs,
I pretend not to care, but
you're there.

Do you know how much
you occupy my mind?
Do you know, that without your light
in my day,
I'd be blind?

A silly poem is all I can conjure
to summarize how much I ponder
a you and a me
involved in more than just frivolity-
an absence of space
and absence of ache.