the greatest distance
is not life and death,
it is the distance
between the time zones
of heaven and earth.

Sunrays lay well on my face,
I like to go at my own pace.
Can't tell if its morning or night,
I'll wake up when it feels just right.

She wrote to me saying "Hi"
"I hope everything will be fine"
I don't know what'll happen tomorrow,
But I'm here if it's filled with sorrow.

My friends are naive but they care,
They know when I have a hard day.
Saw me at an all-time low,
They see, as a person, I grow.

I'll sleep through April's heavy rain,
I know it should wash away the pain.
I love you and know you complete me,
You're the one God has decided to give me.

She ran.
She was out there for five hours.
Walking. Probably running. I don't know.
She had a backpack on that entire time.

She ended up at a Wawa.
Funny that they call it that.
She had a friend pick her up.
Then she stayed with them for some time.

Her parents texted her, of course.
Saying things like "we want what's best for you."
While at the same time saying "why do you have to cause drama?"
It infuriates me to no end.

Her grandma came to pick her up.
She's pretty supportive, I guess.
But there hasn't been a text back since.
And I'm worrying all over again.

I had panicked at first.
Started shaking, almost cried.
I felt a subtle shiver in my neck, somehow.
Sweat-coated hands are irritating.

I guess I calmed down, but
I didn't know what to do or say to her.
Not like I can do much right now anyway.
We're miles apart, after all.

I'm scared she could go back.
I know neither of us wants that.
They'd berate her again. Call her a disappointment.
And other insults that I just won't say.

I just hope wherever she is, she's safe.
I hope her needs are met, and she's okay.
Sometimes, the worst outcome creeps into my mind.
But I push it back, because somehow, I'm still hoping.