Distance

The aroma brings tears to my eyes.
The scent of love, caressing my nostrils.
Why does everything end with "good bye"?
Why can't He stay?
These miles that rip us apart.
The time that keeps us separated.
Evil borders.
Ages restrict us like prisons.
So close, but yet, just too far too touch.
What id give to be next to Him.
Breathing in His scent,
Imagining the future.
Oh, what I wouldn't give to never hear those horrid words again.
What I would do to make time speed up.
This is my reality.
Incarcerated by distance.