an uncertain state

You are next to me and
I am wondering how you feel.
Is what i think you are real
or just imagined to be?

You get up for more coffee
and the feeling still surrounds me.
Is this something? is this nothing?
Then the telephone rings.

It is my mother
asking me to come home again.
I tried to tell her
I will never know when.

I am next to you and we
are in an uncertain state;
I think I will wait,
just wait and see.