Long hours pass by, waiting for his text,
All i have on my mind is what will i type next.
Our chats is my nest;
Is this a test?
Oh! Those letters on the screen,
Have the power of saving my sanity.
People say i should keep it as an amenity,
But to my heart its a necessity.
Our hands may never meet,
But my veins have the distance sealed.
Your greeting makes my heart beat;
When i talk to you I've got a skip in my feet.
I'll pray to every god i swear,
To have a minute to spare,
To touch you is my dare,
I love the way you care.
If you leave me my heart will rupture,
Cause you have given my life structure.
I'll be there to nurture;
I'll be there for you.
Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 2:13 AM UTC
Long hours pass by, waiting for his text,
All i have on my mind is what will i type next.
Our chats is my nest;
Is this a test?
Oh! Those letters on the screen,
Have the power of saving my sanity.
People say i should keep it as an amenity,
But to my heart its a necessity.
Our hands may never meet,
But my veins have the distance sealed.
Your greeting makes my heart beat;
When i talk to you I've got a skip in my feet.
I'll pray to every god i swear,
To have a minute to spare,
To touch you is my dare,
I love the way you care.
If you leave me my heart will rupture,
Cause you have given my life structure.
I'll be there to nurture;
I'll be there for you.
When love isn't touch but long letters sent at 2 am on a glowing box