to the favorite photo of his you keep nearby
when it's too early to disturb his sleep
and you are acquainted with his grumpy version.
You get mad at him whenever he gets stung
because he can't stop playing with bees
or when he falls sick and refuses to believe
the effectiveness of your home remedies.
You be there for him in silence when
his heart caves in and he doesn't feel like talking.
You be there for him at two in the morning
when he has an idea or can't sleep,
for he could have called any person in the world
but he picked you.
You end your conversations with a kiss
you can't deliver yourself to his forehead
and because sometimes he might doubt it,
you tell him you love him, before he closes his eyes.
Your title sets out the conundrum of long distance relationships and your poem provides the answer to how the love is sustained.
ReplyDeleteI love each couplet, in and of itself, but the last two lines have made my vision blur.
the title itself describes it best.. something i've been feeling lately as well :) lovely.
ReplyDeleteI would count such a man as fortunate ~
ReplyDeleteDistance truly lies in the eye of the beholder .. Lovely writing, Kenia.
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