So now your out of reach again,
like you were years before
and I feel this familiar pain.
I'm left wanting more.
So forgive me for being pessimistic
But can we do this?
Am I being realistic?
Is it too much to ask for? A kiss?
And suddenly 300 miles is too much
And your presence wasn't enough
My body is still waiting for your touch
not accepting that love is rough.
But this is worth waiting for, I know that
Compare this to when we meet.
I sit and picture where you sat
and again my heart begins to beat.
Because yes, 2 months is time
And yes 300 miles is distance.
But you are mine.
And you give meaning to my existence.