I know that there will be nights like this. Where either the two of us will go away silent for a couple of hours, perhaps lasting a day, two days. Our world separated by priorities and reality.
Me clicking the Home button to see that you haven’t left me a message.
You knowing that I’ll understand anyway, with your tired eyes and wide awake body; trying to finish your report for the next day.
Both of us separated physically but in the end, we both know that we’re still okay.
Now, let me finish my cup of tea and get on with the closing remarks.