Hundreds of miles from where the heart and mind were to stay behind.
The familiar look of happiness on unfamiliar faces.
Seeing him in no one and everyone at the same time.
Begging myself not to fall.
Not to call.
Not to send another got damn text.
But the weekends are growing much more longer.
And these emotions; way more stronger.
We, simpatico.
We, twins.
"Hubby and Wife."
Reunited,
and still unable to fully have one another at this time in life...
Heaven's humor.
