Small

When the world was big, was it easier to live?

I think probably, because your closeness existed only in my heart.

So, when the world got smaller and you much larger,

It was my heart that got torn apart.

You see, once a letter would suffice, then the picture appeared.

Now my sight became connected to my soul.

Suddenly, I was able to hear your voice from miles away.

Hearing joined the struggle, and my emotions paid the toll.

Away from you, my memory could be controlled and the tears held back,

But now all my senses have been dragged into this war.

Virtual reality constructs a false you and gives you a voice.

You’re standing in front of me, and I can’t take much more.

Sunlight dances off your skin as your laughter tickles a breeze.

You say nothing, but I hear every word.

So, I draw closer to you, without you even knowing.

Soon you will be of infinite worth.

If I could just reach out and touch you and take out my glue,

I would piece together our broken past.

In your eyes, I’m superhuman and can conquer every evil,

But distance finally brings me to my knees, at last.