Five Miles

She says she is always there,
and I am always here,
so how is it
that five miles can feel
an oceans worth of divide?!

I long for us
and ask for more handholding
and she too longs for me
and asks I be patient
with her family,
but I could swim across oceans
or sail the seven seas,
but I cannot swim across
five miles of patience
or sail across my feelings.

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