Maybe it won't hurt as much when he leaves because I am so used to loving him from a distance Across the hall Across the room There is still so much distance even When he is right in front of me When my mouth sputters words that try to pull him closer There is always so much distance Even when I am pressed against him With our arms wrapped around each other in a hug I can never seem to get close enough But like I said I am so used to loving him from a distance I guess a few more thousand miles won't hurt