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My friends...I think I might've found someone who could finally make me happy. But we're so far away. An ocean apart where no hands can ever touch... A sad, wistful meaning as you can see. A naivety crying out towards me alone. Yet, I wonder...if He thinks as much of me as I do of him. I wonder...when He's taking his break from work...if he ever stops to think about what I may have been doing during those last moments?
We would never know...what truly lies deeply in our hearts.
...We'll always be friends. That's what I'd like to believe for now.
In terms of reality, I think that would be true.
We're an ocean apart where no hands can ever touch.
But...even if our fingers are unable to be presses against one another's...who says we should just be away from one another, physically?
We can dream. We can see...through mental, thoughtful connections.
Or maybe that's just me. That's just what I also want to believe.
-dreaya 
