These lustful thoughts rip and tear at the innocence of the night as I bathe in its screeching silence. The quiet gaps that could be filled with your heavy breaths and passionate moans tease my imagination to great heights and I’m left here alone; alone to think of the possibilities of what we could be doing right now, but we cannot follow through because of the miles and miles that sets us apart, preventing me from unbuttoning you, unzipping you, unveiling you.