I woke up sooner than I wanted to
because you sneaked into my dreams.
I’ve been trying not to think of you
because every time I do,
the cracks in my heart
widen a little.

I talk to God about you.
I ask Him to lighten your load,
to watch over you;
I don’t know what I mean
but I think He understands.

In the dream, I heard your voice,
Your laughter filled my mind,
I could feel your presence;
I caught myself smiling.

I guess I should call you.
I don’t know if you’ll pick up.
You didn’t the last time.

There’s a lot for us to go over,
a lot I still don’t understand,
a lot I would like for you to explain,
but maybe today just isn’t the day.

I’ll just continue talking to God
about you.