While waiting

Distance makes me feel you are near
Maybe it is because you are on my mind
I hope you don't mind,
This poem is no Shakespeare

The card I sent had no answer yet
Is it too early to despair?
I can't help thinking about us as a pair
Things were easier by internet

Your emails and postcards are always so joyful
I feel like being with you
I hope I am not a fool

Will we soon meet?
Anxiety makes me eat
It would be neat