Hey thank you so very much :))
I relish in the moments where I find myself dazed with thoughts of you.
When my entire body is consumed by the thought of your voice.
Your voice that drips my name.
Your voice that seeps through my brain with stories of your journey.
I grow weary.
This bed is no longer mine. It is no longer covered in lonely dreams.
But stained with memories of time we spent just gazing and touching.
Entwined in each other and in time.
Time, that slid by so fast.
How I wish I could have ruptured time, to bleed it into our bones.
So that we may have never felt its pulse turn cold.
So I may feel more than just your lingering, fading touch.
Thoughts of Distance.