Alone

When I can't be there in person,
It makes me feel like quite a heel.
I know you need me there sometimes,
I know just how you feel.

I suppose in spirit, I can be with you,
And also I'm there in drawing,
But when I'm not there in person,
The yearning gains a gnawing.

The same it is for me, you know,
When I'm without my you.
I always spend 9+ hours of day
In an amberless, blue hue.

I am glad that at the end of each day
I may come home and be with the one I love.
For these things I hold so dear,
And against all other things, they go above.