Distance is quite simple;
Either you're far or further
not near or closer.
For your love is not mine.

I prepared shells for you to crack;
To drill, to heed.
But the outermost is still the outermost--
For you do not love me.

Today as I walked passed you
still uncracked,
I felt the sand sliver in my insides.
The outermost is still the outermost--
For you will never love me.