There she is, sitting on her bed, she's just a couple days away, from seeing you.
How can something that has been so far away
Seem to be getting closer, in just a matter of days?
She sits there & she wonders.
People ask her "what are you doing?" she asks herself "how am I supposed to answer, when I don't know it myself?"
18 years of her life, & you've been in it for six.
Not once has she ever felt like this.
"Am I excited? Nervous? Or is it straight bliss?"
She asks, as she talks to you one last time before she goes to sleep.
Throughout the years, you've been a screen; a picture; just the phone.
In a matter of two days, you'll be flesh; skin; & bones.
Your eyes, that she's been dying to look into.
Your smile, the one that invites her in so close.
Your body, the one she has longed for.
For years, it has seemed so impossible.
To touch you, to kiss you, just to look at you, face to face.
She has waisted so many nights, just wishing, hoping & praying.
Now, 46 hours, is all that is holding them apart.
46 hours, she'll be in your arms.
46 hours, she'll be looking into your eyes.
46 hours, she'll be so close, holding you so tight.
Just like she has dreamed of, everynight.
She can't believe this is finally happening.
"We've waited six years, six years is now down to 46 hours" she says.
She can't wait for the moment she can say I love you.
& I hear it back.
