He lives in days
I live in decades
His world in constant change
My world struggles to be sane
The master of his ship
Unbothered by the sea
I am the waves, the current
All the chaos underneath
How incompatible are we
Only now I've come to see
He was made for adventure
But he was not made for me
He can tolerate the harshness
He can understand my depth
But tolerance is still not love
Or else he wouldn't have left
Our paces are mismatched
They cannot intertwine
How do I catch up to him
If his pace outruns mine
His seconds are my moments
So little that he forgets
Locked beneath my trenches
Like a buried treasure chest
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 12:25 PM UTC
He lives in days
I live in decades
His world in constant change
My world struggles to be sane
The master of his ship
Unbothered by the sea
I am the waves, the current
All the chaos underneath
How incompatible are we
Only now I've come to see
He was made for adventure
But he was not made for me
He can tolerate the harshness
He can understand my depth
But tolerance is still not love
Or else he wouldn't have left
Our paces are mismatched
They cannot intertwine
How do I catch up to him
If his pace outruns mine
His seconds are my moments
So little that he forgets
Locked beneath my trenches
Like a buried treasure chest
