I started talking to God
Because I miss you so much.
May you lend him your ear,
and listen for my prayers---my conversations to you
I talk into the silent air,
in hopes of a reciprocated
whisper
For as long as I\'ve known, I\'ve never believed in anything
But I believe in you
I believe you\'re out there
Somewhere
Anywhere
Watching me
Loving me
Please hug me
the next time you visit my dreams
I don\'t pray to God,
I just talk to him
But I pray to you.
I miss you.