This is well said, this is beautiful, this is me and you.

It all started with a phone call. I never intended to fall. And now.. I’d rather physically not be with you, then not be with you at all.  Listen..

Miles divide us, depriving you from me physically. Resorting to hearing your voice for comfort and my memory’s imagery. You’re like my heart’s echo, because my ears are able to be graced by your presence, but my eyes aren’t so gifted with the same present. The yearning to feel your lips caressed by mine only stregthens with intensity as the main factor is time. Time that I have to be patient to see you, substituting your being with a sweater that contains your fragrance. You’re like my hospital, teaching me to have patience. As I pay cents with each call, I’m tormented by the fact that I have to pay to hear you at all. My heart changes in tune to singin’ the blues because I’m torn emotionally from the fact that you aren’t close to me.

But listen, the only distance I know with our relationship is the distance I’ll go to make this relationship progress. Even if my affection isn’t physically expressed. And I know it gets difficult, with us being so far away and the only way you can see me is by doing a memory replay.  But just so you know, the sound of your voice, and the words that you say, is sufficing enough to make me wanna stay. 

The odds are against us, saying that we won’t make it. You just too far away for affection, so I pray that we never lose the connection. Drake it. 

Baby listen, I know we’re physically apart, but I’m never far in heart. We can last if we work through, with commitment and trust as our glue. Remember when you said to all the long distance lovers, who know a good thing when they see it, without seeing it all the time? Well, I see you.