A few miles away

As I lay here in mine, he lays there in his.
Our minds wandering a few miles from home, mine to his and his to hers.
I wish it was not the truth I speak but for him to think of me.
Do I still cross his mind before he goes to sleep.

He says I am not to be with any other man, I wouldn’t because I don’t love like he can.
One day his heart seems to beat only for you, but really it is fickle and likes to hide the truth.

A mystery to me, the boy only 5 miles away.
When I see him I only wish I could stay, in that moment when his pupils dilate.
I feel our story might have a different fate, than to be cursed by another witch full of her hate.

He is broken by her, his heart it did break only for me to pick up the pieces.
So she can drop them again. X