I imagine your lips brushing over mine. They're so full, so beautiful. I wish I could press my forehead close to yours, and have our eyelashes touch.
They cannot know about us.
You are my secret, my treasure.  You keep me up long into the night, making me laugh, and fall further in love with you.
They wouldn't understand.
How I long for the day where we don't have to hide. When our bodies will connect, and we won't have to stare at pictures upon a cold, computer screen.
This bond that you and I share.
You're so distanced from me and yet you're closer than ever before. So many miles separate us, but quiet giggles, and intimate conversations connect us. Our hearts are the wings that carry us to each other, and they will hold until I find you.
Don't let them get you, beautiful boy.
So let me be your faraway boyfriend, and we'll dream together. We'll fly through darkness, and we'll fly through light. Angels of another kind, that's what we are.
Now picture my lips,
Kissing you goodnight