Long Distance (A Poetry)

 

Night Realms

Will I ever cross into those dreams
Will you remember my face if reality sets our story?

I sometimes wish this isn't just some fantasy
Written at the ends of my paper

But something I would like to fill
When time comes and let us meet

Will it ever be possible?
If our ends would meet?

Crossing through those borders,
Of imagination and reality.

I couldn't believe that dreaming could this be so tiring.
Is it because you're so out of reach?

That hurdling feeling

That hurdling feeling

I would love to hold your hands and keep close to you till our hair turns gray

I wouldn't care less about what people would say just being next to you is okay :)

We would stare into each others eyes and wait the time pass by

You would crawl your hands into my hair and tell me everything would be fine

We would laugh at each other for being so cheesy

And you would hug me so dearly

We would both look at the big dark sky..

And lose ourselves until we cry

That's how I picture our love story

Simple yet lovely

But as I look into those eyes....

I would realize that our story somewhere trap beyond my bliss

It was only me who loves you within my reach....

Because everything I wrote about you would always be a part of my dream

And no matter how much I remind myself about this realm

I still lose myself thinking about you