My Far Away Love.
Hours away and miles apart,
A distance that is
constantly
Breaking my heart.
Happiness is scarce
And depression is rife
Without the ability to
Hold the love of my life.
Constantly wiping the
Tears from my eyes
The inevitable hang ups
And constant goodbyes.
Holding on to visions
And things that I hold dear
A never-ending struggle
Against all of my biggest fears.
Does she remember me?
Does she know who I am?
Or will she get scared when
I attempt to hold her hand?
When I finally get to see her
I wonder if she’ll be mad
If god is willing though, I’ll hear
“I have missed you too dad.”
-JoeV-
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JoeVposted on 07/11/2009
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