I miss him with the deepest parts of my heart. I need him like I've never learned how to live without. I cry tears that are almost as long as I haven't felt his arms securing me.
I push through this because my heart knows I'd rather feel his love from a distance than live every heartbreaking day without it.
I know he's worth it, the missing, the need, the tears, the sleepless nights, the arguments, the times I just can't stand him, is all worth it. It's all worth the uncontrollable times because the absolutely breathtaking moments, pure happiness, laughter, smiles, and everything that I am and everything that I feel with him makes each aching second worth all of it.
The way I love him is more meaningful than a writer could ever put into words, more beautiful than a painter could ever create, more captivating than a photographer could ever capture, and more passionate than a dreamer in love could ever imagine.
And this is just the beginning to a never ending love story of you and I--separated by a thousand miles but not merely an inch apart by heart.
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Wait For Me to Come Home
PoetrySomething short I wrote for my significant other when I was in the deepest parts of our long distance relationship. When all I had within me was love, hope, and passion, this was written. I hope you enjoy reading it. -Xx
