I'm clinging fast to this life of waiting. Precious breaths whisper your name off my lips so these moments of weakness aren't wasted. The miles are haunted with laughter. My blood runs cold until I can turn those miles into inches. Inches away from the depth of your eyes. All these heartbeats you should hear, while you lay across my chest, slow as the seconds tick by. Your sweet, sleepy breathing reverberates in my memory, while tonight's hope is electrifying every nerve ending, in every inch of my skin yearning your touch. My soul will never sleep with all of this time and space.