Fighting Emotions...

I want him to come back: to hold me, kiss me, talk to me.

If he comes back I will be devastated.

If only I could cry; when the clouds can no longer rain there follows a drought.

I could leap for joy and be nothing but happy.

He asked for things to change: to just go back to friends.

The hardest part was realizing it was for the better.

The last kiss knocked me down; I knew it wouldn’t last forever.

He cried too so I wouldn’t feel so helpless, right?

We should be together now; there was so much more I wanted to share with him.

Hearts are incredibly strong: I know.

Hearts can beat as one from miles away, but can they break apart too?

We can make it because we have beaten the odds before.

I should have seen the pain coming.

Can you take it away just for a day; I need to breathe again.

Can we make promises just for today: to bring some solace.

I shouldn’t ask for this because I know this is right.

He could make it better, but he can’t.

Last night he visited my dreams; waking up was a nightmare.

Last time he told me he loved me, his voice cracked.

He could possibly never say that again: no.

We can’t: hear each other’s voices or see each other’s faces.

The only way to cope is to pray.

The pain begins to fade, but the loneliness stays until the end.

We know it is right and that we are never truly alone.

You want to know my secrets?

Distance makes the heart grow fonder comes from where the grass is greener.

Distance only makes me homesick: your arms are my castle.

You want to know if we can make it…we can.

If the hearts can last the distance.