Distance

Distance

I can’t stand this immovable object,
That keeps us two so very far apart.
I must say, I’m beginning to suspect,
That cupid plays the cruellest games with hearts.

God knows as she does, that I would much like,
The relationship that we both long for.
Should I ask? Ignore the eight hour hike,
Or would seeing but not seeing hurt more?

For I have not a car to drive to her,
And, for public transport I must admit
Lack of cash makes this idea no better.
All I can do for now is think and sit.

I could give up hope, say we’ll never be,
But instead I think I’ll ask her, be with me.

-Joshua Kybett