Time away left memany sleeplessnights of concernsthoughts scatteredlike the starsin heavens realmwhy can't superwomanbe real when I miss youso I can fly to you when Ifeel you thinking about meas we both expressed in many waysand why do we know when?....telepathy is a myth they sayI know you will neverfind me here, butreality slaps meand your existenceof us being apartyet together maybeit's time toforget.