The touch I cannot embrace,
The kiss I cannot feel,
The feeling of this empty space,
In my heart- with secrets to reveal.
The only thing I have from you,
Is just a picture of your sweet face,
That I deeply want but still value,
And I keep it in a safe place.
Holding hands and sweetly hugging,
Looking far into your handsome eyes,
I'm over here on the verge of fainting,
Holding my heart as it slowly falls and dies.
Awaiting that phone call I longed for,
Feeling like shit, stepped on and ignored,
Missing only you; your voice I adore,
Every inch of you waiting to be explored.
Yelling and screaming over the phone,
Wandering if I'm ever mentioned to your boys,
Feeling broken; used and all alone,
While listenting to all that background noise.
Am I really the love of your life?
Am I really the one you want?
Because my heart is being stabbed with a knife,
Feeling like Long Distant Relations is a taunt,
A few missed phone calls,
A few voice mails and texts messages,
Crying, and curling up into a ball,
Wandering what's causing this.
You live in Virgina,
I live in Ohio,
Wanting to see ya,
So bad, You should know.
I can't be with you.
I'm committed, so in love and devoted,
You're playing around and don't want this,
Yet you "love me so much", you added,
But...that's what the problem is.
[To anyone who has been in a long distant relationship that went wrong and cannot find the words to explain.]
