Can you feel the echo of my heart across the miles?
A whisper on the wind, a constant, silent plea.
You are my heaven, a constellation in the dark,
And I, a lonely traveler, forever drawn to thee.
I trace the phantom curves of your face in my dreams,
Aching for the moment our worlds finally align.

Can I hold you tonight, just in the realm of thought?
I conjure the warmth of your skin, the scent of your hair.
Your kiss, a phantom fire, still burns upon my lips,
A memory cherished, a treasure beyond compare.
But doubt, a creeping shadow, whispers in my ear,
"Is this love's sweet promise, or a mirage we chase?"

Sometimes, The Weight of Absence becomes too much to bear,
And I long to vanish, to fade into the gray.
To crawl beneath the covers, shielded from the world,
Where vulnerability's sharp edges can't cut and flay.
Yet, a fragile hope remains, a flickering ember's glow,
That you see the real me, the one I'm afraid to show.

I have loved you fiercely, from the very first spark,
A connection so profound, it transcends space and time.
You whisper your love, a melody sweet and low,
But the distance, a vast ocean, makes your voice seem faint, a chime.
And I'm left adrift, on waves of doubt and fear,
Wondering if my love's reflection is truly clear.

You say I am your one, the moon to your tide,
And I echo the sentiment, with every fiber of my being.
Yet, miles stretch between us, an unyielding divide,
Stealing precious moments, leaving me only yearning and seeing
Your face in photographs, a bittersweet delight,
Fueling the flame of hope, amidst the lonely night.

Oh, to stand upon your shore, to bridge this aching gap,
To feel the solid ground beneath my trembling feet.
To finally silence the whispers of what ifs,
And know, beyond all doubt, our love is truly complete.
Until then, I'll cling to dreams, and whisper your name,
Praying the dawn will break, and banish all the pain.