Longdistace Stories

it's a forever typa thang baby! sequal to always.

Based on my love story.

The Distance She prays in a room where the incense clings, Of a stage in the East and the song she sings. He lives in a palace of glass and glare, With a billion eyes and no breath of air. She is the spice of a monsoon street, He is the rhythm of a global beat. ____________________________________ The Wall A sea of languages, a mountain of gold, A story of duty that's centuries old. She is "Too much" for her neighbors' tongues, He is the air in a million lungs. Religion, culture, the age, and the sea- A locked door without any key. ___________________________________ The Spark But music doesn't care for the birth or the name, It burns in the soul with the very same flame. Her sarcasm hides the weight on her back, His gentle smile hides the things he lacks. Two elder souls, tired of being strong, Finally finding where they belong.