Distance
I can feel your heart beat
hundreds of miles away.
I still hear your laugh
and see your face in my mind.
You tell me your secrets
and I listen to your past
but it's the present that matters
and the future that's coming.
There's so much
traveling across the distance,
where is all this coming from?
You never fail
to surprise me
a never ending bottle
of kind words and jokes.
No one
understands
the way I feel around you
or how we came to be.
There is no logic to explain
how we met so quickly and
came so far
from where we began.
How can I explain
the feelings I have,
when no one has ever
experienced this?
To everyone else we are
young, stupid, immature,
easily deceived and still growing
learning who we are.
I will not deny,
that is true
but everyone has heard this too
so why are we not allowed to enjoy it?
I wish you could protect each other
from all these natural happenings
that kill us from the inside
out.
But the world isn't like that
we are all rebellious
and want to change
the world.
I don't know about anyone,
but simply changing the world
of someone I love
has been enough.
This distance that
resides between us-
I always wonder all the suffering
that goes on in each inch?
And I think about
what you are doing
and how I wish
I were there with you.
I know that things would be different
if you were close,
or if we had really
already met before.
It's funny actually
how people say that you meet your future spouse
when you are young
but I have never met anyone who is that lucky.
I like to believe
that will happen to me,
but there is so many possibilities
and so little control.
All these
little things about life
and loving you
drive me crazy.
I want to wrap myself up
in our emotions
and sleep until
I see you again.
Our bodies have so much
distance between them,
but our hearts are
completely intertwined.
I am writing a love poem
but you do not know,
I am singing a love song,
and you sing along,
I am dreaming about you
as you lay awake in bed,
I am taking a nap
yet you are out partying with friends.
And all the while
no matter what we are doing
we think of
each other.
It's crazy because I
just know,
there is so much trust and honesty between us
it just makes sense.
But if we told anyone else
we'd be crazy and
young and
still have too much to learn.
So we keep it a secret
across all this distance,
and we pray before we go to bed
to see each other again.
YOU ARE READING
Little Things
Short StoryThis is my next poetry book. In a world where everyone struggles to find happiness, it's the littlest things that make the biggest difference.