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sadistic human May 2013
Is our love still love if we cannot pass through thousands of miles to have one single kiss against our cold, gray, stone lips?
If I could never get to experience the feeling of
watching the burning sunset fall and hide
behind the everlasting horizon with you.
It isn't enough to hear your voice over a microphone
or seeing your face off of late night video
calls on a blinding computer screen in the pitch dark,
only your face illuminating light into the room.
I want to feel your hand hold mine
other than grasping yours from thousands
of miles away from mine.
Distance is a saddening thing,
but the worst is that I must wait years to experience
everything I've longed for from over a ridiculous computer screen.
-jtc

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