Long distance heartache

Every week I see you. You are 8000 miles away. Compared to my other relationships, I barely know you but you have touched me so profoundly. You have tied me down, wifed me up. You will only get hints as to how much I crave you, but my pride won't let me tell you. The fact that you will never read this (you've never heard of the Straight. You barely know what Vancouver is) is comforting. You are my first, but you could be my last.