Hours

Being away from her

Hours

Stuck in a place,
away from you,
for so many hours,
Takes its toll,
on me,
and my powers.
As the minutes flow by,
my body,
It begins to weaken,
By the end of the day,
my heart,
and soul,
They feel worn,
and beaten.
They have to work,
twice as hard,
Just,
to keep me alive,
Because they need,
more time with YOU,
to thrive.
I know I should,
feel happy,
I have somebody to miss,
But it takes,
TOOOO many,
HOURS,
to get to give YOU,
at the very least,
A kiss.