DistanceA Poem by Anne Lyons
When I think of you
I don't think of the miles that are tearing us apart. And I don't think of all the nights we both spent wishing we were by each others side. When I think of you I think of a secluded kind of happiness; where everything feels so distant, but at the same time so close to reaching.
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