there is something strangely beautiful

and completely hilarious

about listening to you snore over skype.

i have never touched your face

or kissed your lips

but i feel your heart beating in mine.

you've picked up my broken pieces

my bruised body, and my heavy heart

and patched them with your love, from so far away.

so let your friends

and mine

keep saying our relationship isn't real.

i'll be waiting for you, on skype, from one thousand three hundred and ninety one miles away.