You:
The striking sunset
That I always try to chase.
The overwhelming ocean's deepest trench
That I swim so hard to reach.
The countless constellations in the sky
That I strive so hard to figure out.
You:
Are the sunset,
Are the bottom of the ocean,
Are the constellations--
Insurmountable beauty,
Immeasurable vastness,
But quite frankly,
Unreachable.
So darling,
Forgive me for trying so hard to reach you,
For forcing something that isn't there.
I think I'll just stay here.
I'll get used to adoring you from afar.
I'll be contented with the fact that I can never reach you in this lifetime.
For there's still some beauty
In cherishing you from a distance.
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
You:
The striking sunset
That I always try to chase.
The overwhelming ocean's deepest trench
That I swim so hard to reach.
The countless constellations in the sky
That I strive so hard to figure out.
You:
Are the sunset,
Are the bottom of the ocean,
Are the constellations--
Insurmountable beauty,
Immeasurable vastness,
But quite frankly,
Unreachable.
So darling,
Forgive me for trying so hard to reach you,
For forcing something that isn't there.
I think I'll just stay here.
I'll get used to adoring you from afar.
I'll be contented with the fact that I can never reach you in this lifetime.
For there's still some beauty
In cherishing you from a distance.
Written: August 2018
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