I thought
only one person
made me feel
like this,
but
I could listen
to your voice
for ages,
and your warmth
is so safe and right.
I'm just so scared,
for I still care
the same way
for another.
These worlds,
slowly separating,
are getting harder
to bridge.
It hurts to stretch, but
it hurts more to think
of losing either side.
I feel the change,
smell the mist that's
begun to coat my face.
I just wish I knew
what's hiding under the wave.