Loving You

My heart aches.
Your face is stained in my mind.
I can't describe how it feels
To love you, someone who's just an image.
Just some lines
Scrawled on a piece of paper.
I can't describe
What it's like
To know I'll never hold you, the one I love
The one I cherish.

I pray that in death
I shall reawaken in this world of pretend
And, if only for a second,
Hold you, touch you,
Feel you solid beneath my fingertips.

Perhaps some day.
But for now I sit and dream,

Loving you from a distance