Tell me how to cross all these miles.

Tell me how to wipe away every person’s memory of me.

I’m wasting away, and this distance is the slow death of me.

Baby, I can’t watch you in torment,

I can’t watch you in pain,

it makes me feel so helpless

and my words of comfort are all in vain.

It’s not words I want to heal you with,

I’m better with a touch that would drive you insane.

So tell me how to end this torture,

answer me please, “Do I hop on the nearest plane?”

Because my heart is close to shattering,

it’s bleeding with every moment spent this way.

But one thing is keeping it intact

The promise of hearing your voice again.

4 thoughts on “Distanced

  1. chrisbrittany Oct 8, 2018 — 16:12



  2. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Long distant relationships can be challenging.


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