A distance.
You are a part of me,
that was taken away.
Little did I know that with out you,
I fall apart completly.

I look at your face,
behind you an airport;
where you leave me,
for who knows how long.

And you never know how much I break,
and I don't want you to ever find out.
Though you often see glimpses of this-
calling you crying, desperate for
someone to hear me out.

Don't leave me again,
I can't take it anymore,
you mean more to me than
anyone else.
Don't forget that.

I will always need you,
and one day we will find a way
for you to stay.

But for now, you leave tomorrow.
But for now, I will keep breaking.
But for now, we will keep wishing.

And the next time I see you I will try
to fill you in on life here.
But I don't ever think you
will keep up.

So I will see you later,
whenever later may be.