there is something strangely beautiful
and completely hilarious
about listening to you snore over skype.
i have never touched your face
or kissed your lips
but i feel your heart beating in mine.
you've picked up my broken pieces
my bruised body, and my heavy heart
and patched them with your love, from so far away.
so let your friends
keep saying our relationship isn't real.
i'll be waiting for you, on skype, from one thousand three hundred and ninety one miles away.