Floating in a distance
Alone, hesitant to drift apart from loneliness
Sadness and longing that vacuum the depths of my soul
The want to be freed, the inner me that clashes with gravity
I was grabbed by a figure
Distant at first but space become vague by the second
Opposite poles of an overrated magnet
Possesses an unknown reason of attraction
At last I have fallen
I have felt but denied it
Denied it and felt it bloom more than ever
Felt it but left it unrecognized
Until that day when it could not anymore be contained
I recognized it, felt the purity of it
The joy of accepting it
In a split second, I can say that we were both in it
Embracing it, wanting to keep it
Which marked the downfall of it all
The gradual hurtful glare of the moment gone
Flew away we did we from the feeling
I am still here, physically close to you
Feeling more alone and hopeful than ever
Floating a mile away from our lost haven
Keeping my rightful distance
But not forever.
September 2008. Written by Lav Acacio.