it's the distance
burrowing itself between us,
preparing for the long winters
where the sun hibernates
under the kind heavens,
and i find us no longer
standing at the cusp
of soulmates and friends,
but i love you still,
and perhaps i always will.
this time
it's the distance
burrowing itself between us,
preparing for the long winters
where the sun hibernates
under the kind heavens,
and i find us no longer
standing at the cusp
of soulmates and friends,
but i love you still,
and perhaps i always will.