"114 Miles Away"
Feels like an eternity when you last held me
But that was two Sundays ago
On that warm morning when you drove me home
All we have are our phone calls,
But sometimes not even that is enough
I hold back from saying I miss you,
But I do miss you, and it keeps me up at night
Communication is what holds us together
You laugh at my cheesy jokes
And listen to my rants on crappy days
But I wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone else
We trust each other without questioning one another
If I'm ever upset I'll let you know
Your ears are always ready to listen to me
Never have I met someone so understanding
Nor someone who takes action for things they promise
You ignite the flames in my heart
You're nothing like the last one
Who kicked me around like dirt
The one who played me like a toy
The one who never cared if I cried
Or if I was mentally drained
But you
You came and put a bandage on my heart
You are what God prepared me for
You came into my life when I never thought you would
Thank you for caring when no one else has
You may be far,
But love always finds a way, right?
You are my missing piece
I'm complete,
Although my missing piece is 114 miles away from me
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