Of Long Distance Lovers
Six thousand miles away, but ever close to me
Not talking for months, but together every night
In each others arms, in our hearts and in our minds
Wondering what the truth will eventually be
19, 18, 17; I count down the days
Ripping the numbers off the wall calander
Until the day you return is upon us, at hand
And with each day, I miss you more
We rush together as we fall apart
Knowing that distance has changed us
Never wanting to leave the memory
That has left with the last hint of snow
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