no one can tell me 
that I didn’t lose something 
when I lost those voices 
scattered across the world 
spending hours, weeks, and years 
focus on common goals 
crunching numbers and statistics 
believing in our low percentage chances learned 

we learned enough
about one another
enough 
to say I knew them 
and they knew me

then one day we stopped
one by one 

I wonder if they ever think 
about me 
as much as I think about them

I wish I could log on 
one more time
finish a raid
feeling that pixel induced rush 
and tell them I love them

there just names on a list 
that never glow