Seconds

A Poem by Trapped

Seconds matter.

Every day,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every second,
Away from you
Is painful.

I long
For your embrace
To warm
My bones
And heal
My pain.

I wish
To be
One
With you.

I hope
To see your breathtaking smile
To remind my heart
To continue
To beat.

I need you,
And my being
Cries out
At every second
We are apart.

But until
We are together,
I will count the days.
I will count the hours.
I will count the minutes.
And I will count the seconds
Passing by
Like love letters
In the wind.