The 3079 miles between us hold our late night conversations,
the tears we cry when we realize just how far apart we are,
the laughter we've shared over something ridiculous,
the arguments that hurt us both,
our "Goodnight, I love you"'s on Skype,
our plans for when we meet.
The 3079 miles between us hold our story,
but I don't want our story to be defined by those miles.
I want our story to be defined
by our love,
you and me,
never giving up,
despite those 3079 miles.
YOU ARE READING
Words Laced with Experience
PoesíaA collection of poems that resemble my life and my experiences. I hope you enjoy.
