Fifty miles apart

Texting seems further apart

Responding is like driving

Not feeling any closer, even though technology plays apart

Bratty I am

Possessive I’m not

We aren’t that many years apart

Mature thoughts speak with me

Showing interest and do want me

We don’t say much

Turtle motions travel cross our keys

Delayed response

Face to face

Infinities of words

Cant stop the talk

Laughter on his face

If only I could be apart

Your heart has state of the art technology

A code not a key

As you aren’t, willing to just give it to me

We are apart even when I am standing here

Not sure what I did to get so far

When you never let me get near