1264.5 miles.
I can get to you in many different styles.
I got cars, planes, and trains.
If I had to I'd even walk the terrain.
Rain or shine I'd be on my way.
Standing outside your window asking if you can come out and play.
Now I'm no creeper, so don't fear the reaper.
I'm just your biggest fan cheering you on from the bleachers.
And I may not be a master in geography
But being so far from you is causing me atrophy
And not to say my body is whithering,
Rather me missing and reminiscing
On the good times we shared,
And how ironic it was that you and I got paired.
I smiled tens times more than usual,
And I did and said things that were unusual.
But you played it cool and I thought that was cool
You said I ruled like a bully in school.
I accepted that line in silence,
But we all knew that when it came to ruling you were the true tyrant.
I can't help saying "OOOOOO" to that last line,
Because I knew you might too if you had read that rhyme.
And I thank God for telephone towers,
Because I know you'll call me before your shower,
And I'll remind you to wash behind your ears,
Picturing you smiling from ear to ear.
Waiting like a statue for the next call,
So I can ask more questions about you instead of an eight-ball.
I had to say "OOOOOO" one more time.
I promise that's the last time...
for now...
I miss you kid and that I can certainly avow.
I wish I could reach you, kiss you, hug you, maybe play with a locke of your hair.
This distance is cruel, unusual, and just not fair.
But I got cars, planes, and trains
Good shoes to walk the terrain.
And the will power to get me to you
Because I want you forever like a tattoo.
I'm sorry I keep writing about how I feel for you,
I'm not trying to scare you off, just trying to get a feel for you.
Not trying to smother you with feelings,
Just expressing what I'm feeling.
I promise this is the last time...
For now...
Thursday, September 17, 2009
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