Distance

Standard

It isn’t waking up each morning
With his face next to mine
It isn’t eating breakfast together
Coffee cups in the sink all day
It isn’t getting dropped off at work
With a goodbye kiss at the door
It isn’t going home each night
To how was your day, TV and
It isn’t sleepy cuddles on the sofa
Stumbling off to bed, yawning and mumbling

It’s moving things around
Messing up at the last minute
It’s video calls and texting
Talking about everything, anything
It’s halfway points and hotel rooms
Making the most of every minute
It’s making the extra effort
Even if it’s just to speak every day
It’s letting go of the little things
To keep hold of the important ones

It isn’t routine
It isn’t every day
It isn’t easy
But it’s mine

It isn’t forever

Copyright, Donna Day, 2015

 
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