Elysia

Where are you?
I can’t find you.
I’m going to start calling to you, but I don’t know if you can hear me where you are.
I don’t even know your name.
I call you Elysia in the stories because I think you are wonderful.
I’m starting to recognize your face because I mistake other people for you.
Where are you?
I’m not sure where to look anymore; all the spaces have grown so thin.
So I will let you know where I am.
I will say your name and you will know me when you hear it.
Please hear me.