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By sarah Submitted by sarahsehee Date: 2003 May 03 Comment on this Work [[2003.05.03.11.55.25675]] |
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I only saw you out of wet eyes that night but 1,332 miles, 776 days and 9 round-trip flights later I sit here still writing about you about us about the long-distance thing because it pervades my life because you are... no, I can't say that. How many hours have we spent on the phone? me crying, you trying, tossing calling card after calling card into the trash like tear-soaked tissues. I think AT&T loves us they know that we talk every night or maybe not talk They know we like phone sex because that's all we have all sources of communication become our lifeline sure, the phone loves me I'm sure you love that web cam that fogs up sometimes and instant messenger like 8th graders discovering cyber sex so many AIM messages that I've become better at typing I guess that's a perk. something I can put on my resume You know I hate airplanes, I know you do always complaining about the 4 foot space they give to a 6'3" guy but I've come to love airports no, I have a love/hate relationship with them Always bringing me to you, taking me away from you bringing you to me and taking you away from me like when summer dies and winter sets in for ages and ages it seems. Damn New England and its snow when I could be at home in Florida's warmth with you Damn college and my decision and all the distance that stretches us farther away everyday. I just want so much to see you, not through the lens of some camera or hear your voice through a piece of plastic But that's the long-distance thing, isn't it? That's what we do for love That's what I do for a dark-eyed, dark-haired guy who's four months younger than me and lives so far away who's such a gamer/nerd/sexy boy It's the long-distance thing. |