Long Distance


Pent up anger, constant cries
Feeding myself endless lies.
One day
One day
My day will come.
But what if, just what if by then I’m done?
What do I feel? What do I want? Who am I?
I can’t answer those questions waiting in between each cry.
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Days
Weeks
Years Pass By.
The anxious feelings just amplify.
I don’t know what’s coming, I don’t know what’s next,
Love can’t be lived through phone call or text.
Imagining the future, those thoughts I adore,
But what if you’re not the same person I’ve been waiting for?

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