4 am is the witching hour
the time bridge between life and death
I almost knew you had died right then

4 am
I awoke 
curious about why?
something had happened
something significant
but there was nothing clear
nothing specific
just a deep sadness
a knowing of loss
without an idea of what exactly
I even returned
to sleep after turning it over in my mind for a while
who are you?
what happened?
where are you?
why me?
why now?

the next day I heard
4am
you died 

you were sending me a message of parting
to ethereal to understand at the time
but I get it now
you wanted me to know 
after all these years 
after long disconnection
our love had survived
and I was the last person
you wanted to say that to
to say good bye too

I know that and 
I thank you

my long lost love
rest in peace