to melt away
but suddenly
we’re closer to each other than
we’ve ever been before.
I see
each day a little
differently,
a little clearer
knowing that
I’m here with you;
I want to see
tomorrow even more.
It matters
to me now. It matters that
you’re here with me,
that we can feel
the fire of the same sun setting
on a distant shore,
that we’ll
have this,
as days turn into years,
to share,
as distance disappears.
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