My heart travels farther as I watch on the map… my limits are stretching… I think it might snap
Like a rubber band wrapping too tightly… barely alive.. beating so slightly

200 miles with a (g) still to go.. feeling like an enigmatic…cryptic photo

This has left my heart, twisted up…. my tongue is tied and my mind corrupt

How will I function beyond this day…. it seems that my mouth can’t relay the words I must say

While gravity… keeps pulling me down…Still wishing that he would just turnaround

Absence can be… the cure to some hearts… the farther you go… the fonder you grow…But to ours it seems, to be like a dart… hitting us heavy, right from the start