4AM facetimes just to hear your voice.
Miles separate us
while energy keeps us close.
Missing you has become a way of life.
Reminiscing about our last kiss…
Wait, I’m about to miss my flight.
I pray to God every night
that you’re at peace and alive.
You’re not ready,
I’m not ready to press.
You need your time
and I can’t wait.
I pray to the universe
we’ll meet once again.