Beaucoup de Miles

You're not a walk down the street,

Nor are you a trip across town;

The path to you is with obstacles replete,

But I'm going to make it there someway, somehow...

I've estimated the distance,

Out of curiosity's sake,

And even if I readjust the coordinates,

Over 400 miles still would separate -

Now, some would think the journey too onerous;

But the reward would more than compensate,

For you're the only you I know in existence,

And you're worth tempting any fate.

So, no, you don't live next door,

And you're not a "stone's throw away";

The path is long to the Jersey shore,

But I'm going to make it there somehow, someway...

This time last year...I was reeling;

The victim of a great deception,

I was on the verge of numbing all feeling -

Becoming completely deadened to human emotion...

That was before...YOU came onto the scene,

And so sweetly laid waste to that foundation;

Swiftly YOU scaled the scaffolding,

Deconstructing and dismantling,

Until all the barriers I'd erected were completely broken...

THANK GOD FOR YOU.

THANK GOD FOR YOU.

THANK. GOD. FOR. YOU ♥

YOU are the greatest you I know in existence,

And were worth tempting the fate of a repeat outcome;

However, a part of me still awaits that instance,

When things end abruptly

And I'm left brokenhearted...and feeling dumb -
That's why I agonize in prolonged silence,
That's when I lose my aplomb;
Whenever there's a break in correspondence,
I fear our friendship is on the verge of becoming entombed.


So, never let it die...
Or be prematurely laid to rest -
Don't send to dwell above the sky,
What has given me so much happiness;
Don't let me let things go awry -
Correct me before I create a big mess,
And... lastly...
I hope you, lovely, have a wonderful Christmas ♥


Though you don't live down the street,
Or a "stone's throw away";
The path to you may be with obstacles replete,
But I'm going to make it there somehow, someway...




Until then, in my life, stay.




- Kevin Waring