Distance…
..is what has come between him and me
Over three years of finding each others weaknesses
Through the others’ words spoken in offensive self defence.
..is how far my newest goal seems to be
After five years of aiming and falling
Just a little bit short of the perfection I sought.
..is how I never want my child to feel
When her mother is fighting a dirty war
In an ergonomic office in a spotless white business suit.
..is what I can see in the future for my family
As they fall into stereotypes of an urban household
Held together by invisible waves in a tele-connected world.
..is what these pretty girls’ faces so dear to me will inevitably feel
When we sit across each other ten years hence
Talking of these days where we spoke of everything
B’coz there’ll be nothing else to talk of.
..is how far away Coming of Age used to seem to be
Till today morning when I woke up to him beside me
I know I must live with him all my life now
And so does he.
