You are far away across the ridges of life
And I'm here all alone facing the cold
I wish you knew, I wish you're told
That living without you is a stub of a knife
I don't even know who you really are
Yet you've never felt any far
If distance were food, I'd eat this 'tween us
For I can't forget to let these thoughts pass
I wander lost in the mire of the moment
Enduring every battering torment
I guess that's the flame affection
Which blazes even amidst rejection