Over three thousand miles away and you still give me butterflies and make my soul feel alive. There are days when I wish the alcohol I consume was more like a pesticide and would kill the love you've given me because distance is so hard. It hurts to love you from a far, the outsider looking in. Sometimes I wonder if you remember I'm even there but every 5 to 6 days there you are telling me you love me and that I will always have your heart. I would give my world and my life to just kiss you one more time But we both know that one more time isn't enough. The love is still there and like a wildfire in a wind storm you have consumed my heart, my body and my soul. I am yours.
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