Lost Love

L eaving home for distant ports and trying to make my way, O nly my own sense to guide me to wherever it is I’ll stray. S ome may say that’s not enough and I will disappear, T hey can’t know that I’m alive as long as I am here. L aughter echoes to my ears from a room just down the hall, O verhearing their conversations as I listen to the wall. V oices tinged with sweet regret and longing for a touch, E very time that they have met they’ve missed out on so much.