(2nd letter for the day- I guess that was how much I thought about you today)

Why do the past two days
(forty eight hours
two thousand eight hundred and eighty eight minutes)
Feel like eternity
After that last moment
I saw you
(Pixelated, but every detail of you was vivid in my mind. You were even wearing something I knew was one of my favourites - because I once told you how you looked wonderful in red)

Why does it feel like forever
When I do not know where and how you are
Or if I could do anything
To make your day

But if waiting for the right moment
Would take
An exponential growth
And intensified feeling of eternity
Then let me wait.