These Three Words by Me

The words of poets don't even hush the whimpering of my heart;
The repeating of the same three words in my head gets only louder;
The pain sharp and deep;
The pain that seems to surround me;
Stretching the miles that part us;
The span of the days spent without you;
The words of texts, the voice of phone calls, and face of video chat,
It still doesn't curve the dreadful pains,
It so seems to make them even stronger;
And so, I must ask, my love?
How many more weeks?
How many more days?
How many more hours?
How many more minutes?
How many more seconds, my love?
Til' these miles no longer part us;
My heart is depended on the seconds spent with you;
Til' next time do us part;
How much longer will these three words stay going round in my head?
These three words;
Those three words of longing, wishing, pain, sadness, struggle, and trail;
These three simple, but not simple words;
I miss you.

Please excuse any mistakes. Anyways so, this is written about an ex, and it makes me kind of sick reading it at this point. I wrote this poem this summer when I was in this one relationship. It was kind of a long distance relationship in a way, but I made it seem like we were farther, so maybe people could relate to it more if they're in a long distance relationship. It's kind of shitty, but I hope you like it.

~Ashley