three years more

three thousand –

nothing but a number,

yet more powerful

and daunting.

 

the miles

that set us apart,

stretching our hands,

pulling our minds.

 

you are not here

so instead I bring you

into the room

into my heart.

 

I wait for you,

my love.

I look for you,

my love.

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