Long Distance
Laying in bed at night with my eyes wide open.
Sleepless.
Helpless.
The days are numbered,
The hours are quick,
The minutes melt into the next,
The seconds-
Every second is valuable.
I think about our future,
My lips begin to tremble.
Closed eyes briefly.
Eyes wide open once more.
Wet face, racing heart.
Oh, the anxiety.
I look over at you.
Happiness.
Hopefulness.
I hope you are having sweet dreams.
Your slow breaths bring me peace.
My heart beat is slowing.
Inhale.
Exhale.
We can do this, baby.
Distance is no longer just a number,
It’s our battle.
Let’s fight.
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