This Strange Distance...

i watched the morning sunlight creep into your bedroom,
and watched it dance on your face.
under the covers our bodies always felt so warm.
if we could, let's not leave this place.

i ask do you think i'll be here when i'm 35?
you said you hoped that i would.
i meant to ask if you knew how much i'll miss you.
but you already miss me too.


*hush now, you cry. i whisper,
i'll only be gone for 3 weeks.

i sighed, you sigh. And we smiled.
its not the time, but space between us...