FROM THE DISTANCE

© RYAN GUILEY

I keep calling out your name,

As I know you do the same,

From the distance, I hear you,

I am aging and getting grey hair too.

Some days are lonely being alone,

I am just waiting for you to come home,

So, we can pick off where we have left,

As I promise, we were never will be cleft.

The warmth and love is always missing,

Or anyone to just talk to and listen,

 I bet same thing for you, it is hard to adjust,

You are doing it all right as I only trust.

Everyone gives you answers all the time,

Compared to me, as I figured out their crimes,

It alright for every other scandal to be listed,

But we suffer, as they knew what I always insisted.

Which was the guilty parties being at fault,

As they knew it was going all along with insults,

Only I made a difference in this century,

As they allow them to let them be.

So many people go about their lives,

And don’t stop ever to think and realize,

That one day it could be all taken away,

As they wait for tomorrow or the next day.

When I was with you, every day was magic,

Then it all happen, you gone, being tragic,

I never imagine it would be this long,

It better not be anymore years that will be gone.

Just remember, I love you so much,

As I awfully miss your voice and touch,

I want to look at your eyes that shine,

And go with you were ever you being fine.