1,700 Miles
1,700 Miles
When it’s dark,
When all you have left
is imagination and memories,
That’s when it gets scary.
Your mind will
eat you alive.
Your thoughts of a someday
will tear your insides to shreds.
The pain will rip
your heart to pieces.
The fear will
make you go insane.
But the happiness will make
you never want to leave.
The joy will tape
your heart back together.
Your heart will never
let you forget.
Your soul will make
you want to live forever.
He makes me
feel both.
He breaks my heart
by loving me.
He makes me feel
like a queen.
Like I’m the only girl
in his world.
The heartbreak comes from
being 1,700 miles apart.
My heart is 1,700 miles
away from my chest.
The heartbreak comes
from not being with him.
The heartbreak comes from
the fear of losing him.
Nothing can make me
as happy as he did.
Nothing can make me
get over him.
Nothing will break
our friendship.
Nothing will break
our Love.
Not even 1,700 miles.
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