Sometimes a bit defective

I love you,
far very far
past my heart

but usually
I am at another place
and distance tears your eyes
away from mine
and your voice splinters
away in pieces

and longing makes our relationship
sometimes a bit defective
but in thoughts

I am right next to you
and keep remembering
yesterday and the day before.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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