Being with you was wonderful
Time zoomed by, and quickly a week became a day, which became an hour.
Time runs slow again
A minute feels like an hour
A month feels like a year
I wish I could control the speed of time
There are days that the distance feels like nothing, and there are others where it makes me wonder how we do this.
Regardless, I'd rather be together apart than not have you at all. That lesson I learned the first time, and I never want to be without you again.
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Thinking Out Loud
Non-FictionThese are my real private thoughts, written here mostly to vent them out whenever they occur. I'm sure it could be interesting to read the thoughts of a stranger. So, here you go.
