The tapping of letters
Though thousands of miles set us apart
Still burned like a flame
Not extinguished with distance
Or time
A week is nothing
Days can't erase memory
Of lonely nights
And a burning screen
Of unresolved passion
And tears flowing freely
Unaittable yet so bittersweet
She's far away but so close
Disappearing into loneliness
A missing piece of this puzzle
Is only her.
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