they say it will never last
and sometimes, truth be told,
i agree.

but -
your crinkle-corner eyes
and your patchy beard,
pixelated via webcam,
and your smile i can hear
through the telephone line;
they remind me why
i left my heart with you.

we exchange
the lonely words, i miss you.

and i countdown the days in my head.

it just doesn't feel quite right
that my heart is
1,584 miles
away from my body.