Seven seas away, waiting on a glimpse of a face

Trying to keep busy with mundane things that do not intrigue or interest

Closing my eyes and watching you as you sleep with your lips slightly parted

I kiss them, you move, you know, you pull me towards yourself

Your embrace keeps me warmer than the heat from a thousand suns

Your pixelated smile on my laptop makes me happier than i possibly think anything can

Wishing that the days would simply fly past without bothering me

Or wishing that you would simply fly right into my arms

As i wait here, thinking of times past

Has it really been that long i ask myself?

It feels like yesterday that i sat on you chair eating that omelette you cooked with loving care

Talking my heart out, knowing not that someday i would walk into that room by myself, close my eyes tight and wish that you magically appeared when i open them

But alas, my childlike mind still believes in miracles