i was searching in the wrong places.
i went to malls, cafes, restaurants, parks.
i was wrong. i was truly wrong.
you were in places that sheltered your soul.
in a cup of coffee, a shot of tequila, in a soup.
a(our) photograph, a song you and i wrote, in a book.
among the stars, on the other side of the moon.
a middle finger in the air, a shadow in the shape of a memory, in a letter i threw out to sea.
you were there.
and i am here.