i
you could be like the vast ocean,
unreachable and would stretch from east to west,
yet every time I find myself on the edge of the plank,
I se beauty within the marvels of mysteries of you.

ii.
maybe like the waves,
we could only hope to meet continuously,
but when touch is not all,
i could only miss the bubble you form.

iii.
maybe i could miss you,
like little mermaid wishes to meet the land,
and that the land and sea could never meet.

iv.
and if this love isn’t all,
i would forever be missing you,
and loving you,
till the deepest part of the ocean.