Misery of distance

Was your voice a whisper in the dark?
Was your smile a figment of my imagination?
Was your shadow a phantom flying about?
Were you a ghost of my own making?

The answer is no, your just far away.
How long till I have you with me?
How do I bear this separation?
Will we survive this distance?

My words don't even rhyme,
As I write these lines,
The rhythm is gone out of me.
Await I the day we meet.