Sight Unseen

I didn't know how much I needed this
Until I had it. Being so alone
So far from those who miss the ones I miss,
Whose hearts and minds are mirrors of my own,
I walled the weariness and grief away,
Put them aside as something known but kept
Knowingly apart until the day
When I could let it loose and wake what slept.
Before I was OK and I could function
But now I feel myself again, almost
As if the force of this needed conjunction
Had brought the life back to my solid ghost.
I was a wraith, and now, despite grief's hold,
I feel myself return out of the cold.