We are not defined by skype or video calls
or texts messages or distance
and I won't let those things change us.
I miss you like hell
and I love you like heaven
but that doesn't change the fact that
this gets fucking difficult
or the fact that I get mad over nothing.
I know we are different and I know
this is worth it.
I know we seem crazy, insane , even unrealistic.
But I don't care.
I love you I love you I love you.
It's worth it because I know that someday
you will find the birthmarks that cover my torso and the scars
that cover my hips
and I will find out the way your spine curves and how your
voice sounds when you get out of the shower
and the way your lips part.
These frantic wishes fill me up
and swallow me whole.
My love for you saves me and sinks me
but when I'm down at the bottom, I find you
have not left me.
Despite the number of texts we send in a day or the
number of times I hear your voice
I will love you.
I will love you more than I hate the miles.
[I remember reading this over and over again when you were gone. But now you are back. And now I'm all smiles. Thank you!]