I don't know
If it's because 2000 miles
Separated us
For the last 8 years
But I still expect
To be able
To pick up the phone
And hear your voice
I stare at your picture
Or write on your page
Willing you to
Still be alive
And laughing
Smiling
Crying
Believing
In me
In our calling
In the God we served
In Love being Bigger
Deeper
Wider
and Stronger
Than anything life can throw at us
I'll never forget picking up the phone
The day you called and asked me to come work with you
I don't know if it was because you wanted my help
Or because you thought I needed yours
But it was a damn good idea
