How many times do I check for you each day?

You are on my mind when I first awake.

To my computer.

To the login page.

To my secret email that is for you only.

Have I been on your mind?

I blush a moment when I see you there.

What will it be?

Something forwarded?

Something funny?

A quick question?

A clever comment?

Dusty corners of your mind reaching out for recognition?

Damaged cracks of your memory crying out for acceptance?

Sometimes there is nothing…