“Grow a thick skin. Grow a hard heart”,
I heard this so often,
But that is not me,
I cannot not allow anything to make me thick skinned,
No matter what weight bears down on my heart.
Distance…..the ocean between us,
The waves sound like jingles from the universe,
Across our path.
Curled up into my armchair and ridiculously weak,
I close my eyes and I see yours.
Butterflies still dance barefoot in my stomach,
As I remember how you make me feel.
I remember how it felt to be apart for the first time,
We’ve been apart many times since,
But none of us are much of a nomad,
With all the distance between us, we always came back,
Gluing together our one broken soul.
In a world that handshakes are becoming taboo,
Cupid, this cute little creature,
Carrying blind his bow it’s really at large.
I heard that swiping doesn’t work anymore,
That there is more romance and heart-to-heart conversations,
Isn’t that wonderful?
It is! Because falling in love requires that you do just that.
My heart sounds so loud in my ears,
I can’t hear anything outside of my own body.
I miss you.
I dream about watching the sunset sitting on a bench together,
But until then,
I’ve got our candle,
And I promise to keep it this way.
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