You Are to Me

every poem I've never written
every conversation we've never had
every walk we've never shared
every
single
cup
of
coffee
I
wish
wasn't
the
only
one
at
the
table
every story I'd delight to hear
but for the meantime am only desperate,
and
every breath I've never felt.

And still,
 inordinately
unshakably

• vital.