Day 93

I live in Music City,
But all I hear are songs about me missing you.

You live in the land of a billion souls,
But you fell for one a thousand miles away.

I am thankful for life's good timing,
But now it seems to tick by so slow.

We say we are lucky,
But distance's pain would say no such thing.

My heart hurts most days and more at night,
But it feels whole, a first in my life.

I just want to give you all my love,
But your eyes are not here for me to stare in to.

I pray, I hope, I wish, I yearn for your touch
And I know deep down I will feel it again.