Grab The Rope |
| by Diane Blue |
I have found the one that was meant for me
A kindred spirit, my one and only soulmate.
We are connected in every way
Almost
He lives so far away.
It seems like a cruel joke being played upon me
A tease, a wicked twist of fate.
To find each other, share, and love
Then to have him go away.
The distance is my enemy, I hate every single mile.
I wish I could throw a rope and have him grab the other end
Maybe if we pulled real hard,
We could close the empty space between us
And be together again.
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