I fell in love,
with a beautiful girl,
but she lived a ways away.

I told myself,
she'd be my world,
and I'd be with her someday.

Though we talked,
and chatted for days,
this girl soon began to slip.

The distance grew,
the hurt did too,
and the girl's hopes did dip.

She pined for me then,
but hurts for me now,
for the distance I cannot make.

The slow, harsh, clock,
every new roadblock,
the waiting was too much to take.

That girl still lives,
far away from me,
but I'll be with her one day.

Come heaven,
or come hell,
I don't know any other way.