the distance is our fatal flaw
the airwaves twisting our words like knives
we are impaled on a bed of our emotions
unrequited or not we shall never know

i resist the call of sleep, replacing it with you
laying in the dark, waiting, hoping, praying
that you'd walk on through that door

i never knew your face, but i've memorized your heart
turning it over and over in my hands
caressing your soul, instead of your body

poetry replaces greetings, or notes passed in a class
my secretive smile gives me away
as we share our innermost thoughts
but somehow manage to still be guarded about our emotions

eye contact can be hard
but contact is what I strive for
to hold your hand in mine
to share a solemn glance
to sit with you in this room, and call it ours

you have invaded the space in my brain,
there is no room left for other thoughts,
you are my savior and breaker
as you love me,
but leave me condemned.