Faraway

 

"Will we ever lose contact?" I asked him, upon listening to him talking about his ex. 

"When one of us dies, we will for sure..," he said, "but that's not what you're asking." 

I could feel a pause before he continued, "I have no answer to your question. Do you?"

"I don't either, but that's the beauty of life, isnt it?" I smiled, trying to grasp this new feeling: that someone could at the same time feel both so helpless but also hopeful.. 

"I could tell you one thing for sure, though. I hope that we can meet really soon." 

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"Moi aussie." 

No Matter What

time and distance,

like love,

perhaps are just the best features in life - 

they let us treasure each other

despite everything else.

-upon corresponding with him-

Rain..it's raining!

happiness, perhaps,

is only one umbrella away

on one rainy day,

I shelter in your hug,

and you place your heart in mine.

The Simplicity

I could feel the breeze from you

sweeping away all my worries. . .

The Parting

 

 

you built yourself from the rain.

I built myself from the clouds.