Long Distance

I have a countdown to when I see you again
Numbers in a little red circle relative to time and space
Completely arbitrary unless given a meaning

And yet looking at them can make me smile in hope
Or punch a fist through a wall in anger because it just isn't fair
Or even cry because it seems like too much to handle
Too far to go,
Too much time and distance

And then the next day they can make me cry tears of joy

And yet through the jumble of emotions,
I never even consider the idea of deleting them,
Erasing them from my life,
Removing all meaning

Because in the end?

In the end they remind me that every night I go to sleep,
is one day closer to being able to wake up to you