Sitting near the aisle
Waiting for mine
to come but I know that
'Tis a hopeless situation but I'm all fine.

And slowly the horizon becomes dark
Everything around me becomes bleak
Wolves start howling and dogs begin to bark
My legs start to shiver and I feel weak.

So I start to look for help,
Days go by and all I find is nothing,
I realized that I'm lost in nowhere.

I can't keep calm and wan't justice,
I know that I won't find any answer nor bliss,
Still I anticipate and I don't know why
All alone in emptiness I cry.

To accept or not is the quandary.
To ask or not is the difficulty.
Silence persists and yet it's known,
but ironically to none it's shown.

If yes, it happens, then what next?
Can we build a relationship just over a text?
So tell me does it sound ludicrous?
And don't let the answer just  be obvious.

In this dilemma , the two , live apart.
The mystery which lies in our hearts,
Hoping that one day it ceases to hide inside,
Hoping that the guilt and the fear are set aside.