Fourteen train stops
All that separated us
From the separation of three months
Each stop bringing us closer to reality
Closer to the realization
That we would be separated
Not to see each other
Three months
Fourteen weeks and a day
Ninety-nine days
Two Thousand, three hundred, and seventy six hours
Hundreds of thousands of minutes
Millions of seconds
Too long for my impatient heart

But in the grand scheme of time
When all is said and done
If we end up one
What is that time?
If in the end we are one,
We will have decades,
So what is a quarter of a year?
It makes me feel better
But it doesn't make it much easier

In ninety-nine days
In two thousand, three hundred, and seventy six hours
In a few hundred thousand minutes
In a few million seconds
It's not too far from now
And even if it was