You couldn't make our wedding day. Too sick to travel. You fell between a friend. And a father. I owe you dinner man. I owe you something. You talk to me. Like I was inside. We were just waking up. For a moment. Interrupt. I meant to get to you. On the turning. Things sneak up on me. Like a landslide comes. Been saving e-mail trails. Kept together. I read them back sometimes. To remember. The time I wrote to you. From the island. Your quick replies. Made me high. Where have you been?. In the room. So I stopped turning up. My hands kept pushing down. In my pockets. I'm bad with people things. But I should have tried more. Been watching images. From the station. Earth one from satellites. All streaming. Feels slow at seventeen thousand miles an hour. You could be anywhere. On the black screen. On the black screen. On the black screen. On the black screen. On the black screen. You could be anywhere. On the black screen