Do you remember what the sky looked like when we met?

How the dimness of the restaurant light illuminated my face?

I wonder when I'll see you again.

Some infinities are bigger than others.

But I know you're somewhere out there.

Waiting for the day when you see me across the room.

Meet me in Helsinge.

My memory of you lives in the dark

Yet I find comfort in light.

So what happens when the light goes out?

"Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content."

-Helen Keller