“Mile Stone”

He lives... 26 miles that equates to about 60 minutes in distance

And yet I could sum up how I feel for him in a mere instant,

But it’s instantly that my heart sings that sad love song to me,

Reminding me to keep that part of me vacant,

And at the same time my mind is trying to find ways just to be complacent

While understanding the definition of true patience,

Because I was always told that good things come to those that wait,

Well I’m still waiting....

But my past seems to be out weighing me

Holding me back from me to just simply be happy,

And sadly I’m fighting me so viciously

Because consciously I want this feeling of freedom to be

And if I could give up this fear of being hurt I would do it so willingly,

But who will make the time to try and find the pieces to my broken heart,

Things so intense, feels like it’s over before its starts,

But it’s crazy, because while I’m going through all this in the end,

Make no mistake about it,

I’ll make the trip of 60minutes equating to 26 miles back to him!