The Compass
Even though I will be half a world away,
I will be thinking of you.
My mind will frequently travel back to you,
knowing you'll be there, waiting.
Our love growing stronger with our sepatation.
I will lean heavily upon your ear
to maintain my sanity.
A sounding board, you will become,
my conscious and savior, in another world.
A world devoid of hate, hunger, and death.
You will keep me centered.
We will be unified in my quest.
Your love will be my north star,
the needle of my compass
guiding my home to you.
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