I am in your arms,
Safe against the cold,
Warm in the way
That only lovers are.
You hold me tight,
Whispering to me
That you'll be back soon,
That it's only
Another month,
Trying to shelter me
From the pain of leaving.
And I wonder,
I wonder each time
That I am in your arms,
What it would be like,
Just once,
For you to not have to leave.
I pray that your flight
Will be canceled,
That there will be snow,
Or a hurricane,
Or even tornadoes.
I pray that as you
Board the plane,
You will turn,
And look at me,
And decide you cannot leave.
I pray that you
Could stay here
With me.
And I wonder.
I wonder what
It would be like
To not live 2,000 miles away,
To live in the same
Room, with you.
But this is not now,
This is not how it is,
But I am in your arms
Now, and I am safe,
And I am warm.
And even while
I am sad,
I am happy
You are here now.



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