Where are you?

Where are you?
I miss you,
I called your name the other night
and you didn't answer
but I could see you
and so I called you again,
louder this time
and still you didn't answer
I fell asleep with your name on my tongue
dreams of you that left
as soon as I opened my eyes
I knew without having to look-
you were gone
and the wind had carried your name,
so I stood by the door
and when I mustered enough courage
I opened that door and let the wind
carry your memory too.
I no longer held claim to you
I could no longer see you,
I could not longer feel you,
you were gone-
the space you left sat empty for so long
until one day
I filled that space with a bookshelf
and housed on it all the books
I had never read,
all the words I wanted to learn
now housed forever beside me.