Saturday, December 25, 2010

So Far.

From me to you, you to me.
We can love each other till we see.
Whenever we meet,
I will be the first you greet.

Because I am elite.
And I admit defeat, when I think of you.
Which is daily, on a constant stream.
Like when my heart stops and skips beats.

Constant, Distance, I do think of you.
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