so tomorrow

so i'm trying to be patient with you.
and it's working out.
i know you're trying not to step on my toes.
and i'm trying not to step on yours.
i think this whole awkward phase is passing, right?
it has to pass - i can't have it not.
i'm all wound up but i should sleep.
it seems like sometimes i'm just in a different world than you
our schedules are so different that we have to promise that we'll talk.
i know it's hard but it has to work because i can't have it not.
i'm going to relax tomorrow and try and be patient.
you'll call, we'll talk.
it's just so damn inconvenient sometimes.
and that's part of the frustration, yknow?
that it COULD be easier
but it's just not.
we're trying to work things out.
but i wish things hadn't changed there for awhile.
your voice now is so much quieter
so much more shy when you ask me how i am
almost like you're afraid of what i'll say
or maybe afraid of what i won't say.
but that email had to be sent.
and your answer was appreciated.
i just think that we can get through this
and we can get through it all -
we just have to keep moving
and keep making those promises
making time for each other in our worlds
and then maybe it won't be so hard to miss you
if there's a promise you'll come back.
i know that it's hard for you
being where you are and my being where i am
but i think you can do it.
i think i can do it too.
i think we just have to try
maybe now we have to try a little harder not to step on each others toes
be a little more shy.
but i think we can do it.
so tomorrow we'll talk
and tomorrow we'll try.
and tomorrow we'll work.