If she could have the desires of her heart, she would stop the tears that come when she least expects them too. She would have no need to cry.

If this world were hers he would be here beside her and not hundreds of miles away.

If things should go her way she would be holding him in her arms and not closing her eyes and trying to remember how damn good it felt to be enveloped in him.

If she had it her way she would be talking to him face to face instead of through machines.

But the world doesn't belong to her, and she can't have all the desires of her heart, so she must bear her sorrow, for a few weeks more. Til the day she can behold her love again!