Dear Life

Hello, my life, I’ve a serious conflict between distance and my desire to love you. The problem ain’t your presence in my dreams, but your absence in my reality.
Sometimes I’d use the stars to write something on the sky so that when you look up, you could read..,:
That when I sit on this stone,
Under the scorching mighty sun
By myself, and I begin to moarn
For nothing more I could have done
In a mere twinkle you made a turn:
A rainbow to a black plain thing
A monotone to an opera sing
A rainy cloud to a sunny day
Bright colors and something gray
A beginning to an ending
A broken heart and then something mending