Sometimes I wake up in the morning
With the sun trailing its fingers down my spine
And I am sad,
Because I cannot wake you up with the same warmth.

And sometimes I walk home alone
And the rain falls down on my lips
And I am sad,
Because I am not with you,
And I cannot kiss away the raindrops that cling to you
But don't adore you half as much as I do.

And sometimes I sit up at night and count the stars
And I am sad
Because I lose my place.
And even if I could keep it
I wouldn't want to.
My place is with you.

Sometimes I think about the 223.7 miles between us
And it seems like a very long way.

But at other times,
I remember the things I can do for you.

I cannot be your sun in the mornings,
But I can wait online for you
And make you laugh until your heart is warm.

And I cannot kiss you like the rain does,
But whenever you need your tears kissed away
I will type out my lips for you in binary and affection

I remember
That we are underneath the same stars
Kissed by the same rain
Warmed by the same sun.

And I might not be in the right place
But at least I am on the right planet,
And at least I speak the right language
So I can write you this poem.

223.7 miles may be a very long way,
But I will love you for every inch of it.

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