I look outside my window
As the morning light shines
on fresh green leaves.
I shut the front door to my house
and feel the crisp spring air refresh my skin.
I walk past the rose bush beside my porch
and see tiny red buds beginning to grow.
Looking at the branches I can’t help but wish we were like them,
Together in one place.

You look outside your window
As the snow covers your world in white.
You leave your apartment
With two pairs of socks on
To keep your feet warm.
As you walk towards your car,
you hear the snow crunch and the light it reflects almost blinds you.
You wonder what it would be like to hear my footsteps
Break the ice right beside yours.

We’re 712 miles away
But feel a world apart.
Your heart is so far away from mine,
Our worlds polar opposites.
But soon my roots will be dug up
And where will I grow next?
Will I stay with the rosebuds and watch them grow,
Or intertwine my gloved hands with yours when we leave for work in the morning?

What will it be like when we go from 712 miles to 0?


m.h.