DistanceA Poem by Eala CartwrightDistance My love, If there wasn't two hours Worth of distance Between us, Then I would have stayed. I would've stayed And been the girl Front row At every one of your gigs, The one that you Called "baby", That brings you coffee On breaks at work And holds you when it All becomes too much. I'd have met your mother, Your sister & your father, Been the one That you wrote songs about. There was such Great potential In what we shared That week in early Feb, My love, And if distance wasn't an object - But it is. I live in a town that is A stones throw From an ocean That reminds me of your eyes. While you live In a city of history and culture That reminds you of the way My eyes lit up When I first saw it's beauty. For a week my life Was perfect. I told you I stopped believing In god the same time I stopped believing in Santa Clause and happily-ever-afters, But for the short time In which our forever resides I am convinced That you showed me heaven © 2018 Eala CartwrightAuthor's Note
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