d*s*c

Ho la strana abitudine di fare sempre la scelta sbagliata, per tutto.
—  ibattitidelcuore
Distance and time.

Though separated by miles
They made each other smile
The hours between were many
There thoughts and words were plenty
Even with the distance
They felt the others presence
Through the distance and time
They filled each others mind
Each day growing stronger
Until they would be together

© Bo Hunter
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