Spending time with you is brief.
Time never slows down when reunited.
Seems unfair.
Wishing I could be by your side always.
Watching you grow from a phone seems disconnected.  
How I am supposed to talk to someone I wished was in the same room.
Time has come to part, yet again.
Immediately pain strikes as I look at your sad eyes.
Eyes naturally packed with happiness and beauty.
A hurried visit never satisfies the distance that separates us.
Hoping one day you will move back home,
knowing it's wishful thinking.
Your home has changed places.  
Pondering on the days you lived just down the street.
The ease to see each other whenever we wanted.
Moments that were taken for granted.
Feeling wounded as I ride this plane back home.
The hurt becomes more profound as we grow closer with each visit.    
Love, a powerful beautiful quality that fulfills hearts and nourishes souls.  
Until the next time is see you,
I will be missing you from a distance.

© Jl 2015