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One More Step


One More Step
5,210 steps each day without you,
and 600 miles I'd have to walk to be close to you.
7 days and 5 hours. 
Too Long, too far. 

I watched you walk away and I wanted to run after you
But I was stuck in a train,
You already started your 5,210 steps without me.

Looking back,
We were meant to take steps together.
Left, Right, Left, Right
Counting to eight  in our heads.  

My patience is dying, I need to see you.
How can something I love and need,
be so many steps away?

I am tired of taking all of these steps alone.
It is painful and difficult.
I want these steps to lead me to you.

One more day and I'll be a few steps away from you
But while I'm waiting....
I should take off these heels,
and wear more comfortable shoes.

-Belle Rose

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