Forth Phase Of Adoration: 2:00am
Your beauty crosses my mind again tonight,
and once more, distance turns my thoughts to silence.
For though your voice still lingers in my days,
your touch remains oceans away from mine.
I try to busy my heart with lesser things,
but every road still finds its way back to you—
And perhaps that is all I truly know now—
no matter the miles,
I’ll have to admit that,
I miss you.
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