We gather not because you are gone Not because I wish to feel your weight on my sofa, Not because I have too much drink in, Not because I have the nuts you like, But gathered we are, waiting. Who knows the why? To feel your breathing To hear your song To make the room warm with your laugh We gather here But I hear you in the in between. I see you as I close my eyes, See your smile when I open my curtains, Your embrace in a hot chocolate, Your sadness in the shadow of my block. We gather to hear the stories The stories you have long forgotten to tell me And the ones I long to hear again.