Plain Sailing Along The Journey
Giving all the best and still deserving for the worst last.
I see you—a depth river
silence but deathly
where I dive into you
and hopelessly lost
Treading water in your uncertain depths
I let you flow through my veins
I see you—a dense woodland
covered by sounds of nature
underneath the dark sky
where I lie beneath under the shady tree
daydreaming and hiding
Stumbling with my mind thinking about you
It was the crazy and idealist yet optimistic idea that I could make you fly till the 7th grade of sky but I have to realize that my dream should fade away. Given the atmosphere — hence trying get to your attention but the only thing that I’ve got is only gasping wants to be heard. Sometimes I am questioning myself;
“Is it too much to ask for?”
But in the end I am so close with the timber to the shoreline yet neither can see through the haze of my unsaid words—to say I wish I could love you as simple as falling off a log.
