Not A Broken Heart

I can hear your breaking heart
hundreds of miles away

echoing my own pain
that escapes your notice
(as it should)

I'd like to say I'm tormented,
in utter misery, 
like I was last time

I'm not. 

I miss you. 
But I know you'll be back,
not because you want to
and not because I want you to

We're still in orbit.
Until the end of the world.