Time spent with you
is
like a novel, each day a new page
Memories linger on past lines
I re-read them when I think of you

Some parts make me laugh out loud
Others, I blush and grin
Until
I stop and think of what could of been
if you weren’t  so far away....

But that doesn’t matter
This book keeps
ongoing
unfolding
continuing...it’s unfinished and I want to keep it that way

I won’t let distance break it’s binding
I won’t let it’s pages fall apart, the same ones I fought so hard to keep
I don’t want “us” to become just another book on my self where I’ve reached the final chapter.

But our love becomes stronger
This novel of ours becomes longer
So there’s no pretending....
I hope this book is never-ending