What I feel like,
Is the space between
Two repelling magnets,
I just can't get close enough
To you.
And no matter
How hard I try,
I'll be the Waldo
That wasn't drawn in,
No matter how hard
You look, you just can't find me.
I see you across the canyon,
We make gestures to meet,
Only to have you go
East and I go West,
O, fortune's fool.
The distance amnesic,
I see familiarity in you,
As we pass shoulders,
We both look back
At the same time,
But not knowing
How to reach each other,
As the magnetic force
Kicks in again.
A heart's promise made,
I shall venture,
I shall strive,
To Earth's inner core,
And that is where
We shall meet,
And melt into
Each other's arms.
