45 seconds

So little time
with so much to say.
your voice on the other line
has taken my breath away.
I don't know where to begin,
whether to tell you i miss you first.
or rather ask you how you've been
cause if you must know, I'm at my worst.
silence has once again
stricken our conversation.
afraid of speaking words
as we both indulge in hesitation.
the clock is ticking and
and I'm running out of time
45-seconds is all we're given
to keep this love alive.
my voice gets weak as I'm
trying hard not to cry.
how i often pray to god
that with you he doesn't defy.
you're so far away and
the months are going by so slow.
when I'll get to hear from you again,
probably only god will know.
we tell each other we're alright,
avoiding how we both feel.
we're not given enough time
to help our distant hearts heal.
as the count down begins
we're already saying goodbye.
I've never felt so alone
since you've left my side.
you're telling me you'll try again
to call when you're given the chance.
tell me how can i keep up with this love
if there's only one present in this romance?
your last words
were the hardest for me to hear.
your final goodbye
has brought me even more tears.
i didn't get to remind you
that you're thought of everyday.
that not a single moment passes by
where my heart does not decay.
i didn't get to tell you i love you,
maybe now you're back fighting in the war.
you left me hanging once again
with tears continuing to pour.
you didn't tell me you missed me,
but instead complained about where you are.
maybe it was easier for you to say that
instead of this fondness that sounds bizarre.
45-seconds wasted with silence
from our lips that kept to themselves.
we'll never know how we both feel
cause 45 seconds was all we had.