that would come in time

i remember it was raining.

standing

in a puddle

in a phone booth

my coins stacked in 

florescent light.

the hum

of trucks and cars

flying by.

i remember calling you

just to hear your

voice.

to know that you were

still alive.

that was enough to keep

me going.

no need to say i love

you. no need

for any of that. 

not yet, at least.

that would come in time.