Inches feeling like miles,
Heart aching for us to troll down the aisle.
Weekends the thief,
Swift as the wind,
Only slipping me grief.
But I must bear in mind,
The fastening of my love for you,
As I reap these words in your pure heart
Know I wont act like my zoo.
Though we are apart.
I'll always emit the pain of you gone
But I'll see you at dawn.