The Place We Imagined Separately

After sending several telegrams
back and forth
hinting at stories untold
we finally agree to meet

Back to the early days
instead of you being over there
and me having just left
we know exactly where to go

The place we imagined separately
where there’s a light snow on the ground
and our voices are carried by winds
that haven’t yet left the sea

You tell me what’s never happened
I share a story that will someday unfold
this is all in an unwritten letter
that was lost in the mail

Embracing the bond of our silence
we stare at ourselves across the way
watching us take our leave
never to say goodbye

New Project: The Falling Dream