Overcast?

The days, they pass.
The expanse between us seems so daunting now.
Unknowingly, my careworn heart still beats of you.
Another second’s spent hoping we’re together.
You and I.
Someday, someway, somehow.

Dreamers and believers.
Who said you can’t be both?
My summer evensong.
The puzzle I belong to.
You still are, and always will be.

Your smile.
Oceans between us seem like puddles after the rain.
And if the distance just keeps on tearing us apart.
Then I pray that these words just keep on stitching us back together again.