i guess i could go with the flow only if your waves allowed me to surf the trembles in the ocean of your heart
i could be your dream only if the clouding of your brain could let my raindrops pour.
i could grow on you like leaves on a tree but the bark that covers the walls of you within, is too thick and the pain in your self growth sinks below the roots
we could bloom so bright and beautiful, spread like the suns rays, but it seems the lightning is always behind us.
and here as we stand still with time, our day changing to night and our moon always ahead of the sun.
still we stand on opposite sides of the world, different seasons, under different galaxies, face to face but still....
look into my eyes and tell me if you and I's exsistence, not distance doesnt equal earth.
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