here? you're here? well, i am too. but i won't be there for you. no, i will always be there for you. but i don't think i will be there to hold your hand or call out your name in reachable distance. it's been more than a year since we met, hasn't it? we haven't really met, though. and i thought this time we could meet for real. at this rate, i don't know if we can ever. i know i've been frozen and stagnant but you've melted and moved the waters in me again; i'm able to swim and breathe. three more days, and you're sinking deeper in me by every hour. you're the one sinking but i'm the one in the waters? never mind, i can't think straight when it comes to you. you're real, you're here. i wish i could be there to see you.
wjh: you're my sea that i can never reach no matter how long or fast i swim