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Timeless Distance


I try not to count The months, Hours, Days, Minutes, Leading up to that day. To the moment it will all end. I try, Honestly...i do, But I can't help it. How can I not think about all that I will miss? The one, serendipitous, Good thing That appeared in my life? And so I think, And I think, And I think. And I try to picture good outcomes... Maybe you'll still try Or maybe you'll come back. But the bad always seem to win. And so, On that day, 5 months, 2 hours, 20 days, And 13 minutes away I will kiss your mouth, Wish you the best, Cry, And try to count The months, Hours, Days, Minutes, Until I may see you again.
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Th3Icarus

This is for the hope that I will never give up.

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