There it is again
That lump in my throat

The one reminding me
Of all I’m missing
When I think of you

Close
Yet unreachable
Closed off
And distant

That lump

A longing
Stealing away my breath
A fragile memory
Wishing to be made real
If even for a short time

How I miss you
My fingers and toes
Tingle with grief
Gulp it down

That lump